[ russia's answering smile is, for all intents and purposes, completely innocent.

by this point, he's well-aware that neither himself nor prussia were operating on their... usual levels, last they met—but he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss prussia's sunnier, more accepting attitude, even though he wasn't in the correct frame of mind himself to truly appreciate it at the time.

punks these days. ]

What tone is that? [ he arranges his face into a look of concern as he steps up to the counter, resting an idle palm on the polished surface. ] There is no need to be so angry, Prussia. I was only saying hello.

Have you got something stuck in your throat?

[ because that must be the origin of your gagging, clearly! ]