Spain 5

[reydeltomate]

[Antonio has set himself up in the living room with a sign made from some posterboard and a marker. Apparently, he's been reading the comics; the sign says "Psychiatric Advice--The Boss is In!". The Spaniard had always figured himself as sort of a good advice giver--if nothing else he can be helpful to the rest of the group. He's also...maybe

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[allthatdies]

...Psychiatric advice? So you're the one to go to for it?

[reydeltomate]

Of course. It would be completely dishonorable to tell secrets. [He salutes, cheerful] I swear upon the throne of my King.

[allthatdies]

[Van smiles softly at that.] I believe you.

Despite my profession, I still find the idea of death quite frightening. To return home would ensure my fate.

[reydeltomate]

...Si. Yo tambien. To be honest before this...I suppose I was what I called "immortal" beforehand. As long as my country didn't dissolve, I wouldn't die.

...Thus why this idea of death is so strange.

Still...being there for your sister is the best thing you could do, I believe.

[He laughs a little, scratching his cheek] Of course, that is just the opinion of a Spaniard, ahaha~it is really up to you what you do.

[allthatdies]

[Van nods.] Of course...It's merely a relief to admit my cowardice. I'm sure I'll decide upon what to do after this.

[After a moment, he stands.] Thank you for the advice. I greatly appreciate it.

[reydeltomate]

Of course, of course!

[He's looking a little flustered from what happened with him and Romano--there's a rather red blush on his face as he ends up embracing the other anyway.]

Anytime you need someone to talk to, I am here!