Another memory hit Saxony hard when 2p!Canada smirked up at her and her eyes went wide. She had tried to knock Prussia down a peg, and she had gotten ahold of his gun, ready to shoot him. But then he simply smirked up at her. "I'd like to see you try, liebechen~" He purred before he kicked her feet out from under her, then he was on her in seconds, hands around her throat as he clamped down with crushing force, the gun too far out of reach. Saxony, while relieving her flashback, had moved away shakily, sitting slowly on the bed with a terrified, dazed look, tears threatening to fall from her eyes as her trembling hands slowly moved to grip her shoulders firmly.