"Yes, well. All the better to take some time to breathe easy, I suppose." It doesn't take a genius to see that's bull, but he lets it slide for the time being. England's jumpy as hell, and he's got his intelligence network on duty night and day just to keep up with France. Who can blame him?//If he didn't have blisters clambering up his ribs like dodder, he'd almost sympathize. "Rest a bit. Turn my attentions towards more pleasant pursuits and such. Tell me, how is your family?"
"They're doin' alright. Been tryin'a keep outta the mess over here on th'continent, fer th'most part." That's no secret, might as well get it out of the way. So if that's what England's here to figure out today, his people are wasting their time. "And tryin'a decide whether t'get Ice started on Latin or Greek. Reckon at least someone in th'family oughta have 'emselves a proper Classical education. 's jus', there ain't much call for that anymore 'less you're in law, medicine, or th'church [PUNCHLINE ABOUT MODERN CIVICS]" He laughs. "Madeira?"
"Ah- no. Thank you."
"Just go put on some proper pants, would ya? Nor, you tell'm-"
"Revolution's over, Ice, put on your culottes."
Iceland stomps his way back to his room, and stomps back out towards the door some fifteen minutes later, finally dressed like he
"Revolution ain't catchin' on, is it?" He means it as a joke, but if Norway finds it funny, he sure doesn't say. He's reading through Denmark's recent expenditures.
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"Rest a bit. Turn my attentions towards more pleasant pursuits and such. Tell me, how is your family?"
"They're doin' alright. Been tryin'a keep outta the mess over here on th'continent, fer th'most part." That's no secret, might as well get it out of the way. So if that's what England's here to figure out today, his people are wasting their time. "And tryin'a decide whether t'get Ice started on Latin or Greek. Reckon at least someone in th'family oughta have 'emselves a proper Classical education. 's jus', there ain't much call for that anymore 'less you're in law, medicine, or th'church [PUNCHLINE ABOUT MODERN CIVICS]" He laughs. "Madeira?"
"Ah- no. Thank you."
"Just go put on some proper pants, would ya? Nor, you tell'm-"
"Revolution's over, Ice, put on your culottes."
Iceland stomps his way back to his room, and stomps back out towards the door some fifteen minutes later, finally dressed like he
"Revolution ain't catchin' on, is it?" He means it as a joke, but if Norway finds it funny, he sure doesn't say. He's reading through Denmark's recent expenditures.