"Dahm right." Scotland smirked. Ireland smiled and nodded, "Oi have fait' in ye. An' Lu'twig may naw's loike i's roight nao but he'll get ov'r it seun; same with Gil."
Germany made a noise, looking away and down at the baby, not wanting to say anything at the moment until he calmed down. Saxony looked over at Prussia with a soft frown. "Bruder...?"
Saxony let go of him and moved back. "Ludvig...?" She turned to her other brother with pleading eyes, which he still refused to meet. ".... Jah, I guess it's alright..." Saxony smiled happily. "Danke..."
"Yew cahn' have coffee, nao, missy." Scotland told her, "But, it does saond nice." Ireland made a noise, "Will ye be foine wit' Cian boi y'rself?" She asked
"Yew'll be fahn." Scotland told her and took her hand, taking her out of the room. Ireland nodded and went back to sleep. Prussia moved over to Germany, "So...vhat do you zhink of Monika und her baby?"
Prussia made a noise, "Its her life...ve can't tell her how to run it. If she makes zhe same mistake, ve can only hope she learns from it zhis time around."