[ Norway turns his back toward the view—it's not as beautiful as any sight at his house—and just looks inside. He isn't too cold, but the wind is bothersome. If he wants to get back in, he knows he'll have to get Denmark to come with him. ]
I'd hafta take care'a ya if you get sick. Gonna make it easy on me or should I bring out a blanket? [ Despite his wording, he isn't actually pushing. He doesn't mind if Denmark wants to stay outside, but he's making it clear that he's expecting to join him. ]
Aww, ya ain't gotta take care of me. ( he says, fondly at the very idea of it — he's the leader, he's the one who takes care of people! — but he's still distracted, still looking out into the dark.
where are you? to say he's stubborn is an understatement, to say he's painfully optimistic is an understatement — but to say that sweden isn't coming is something that even he has to admit. not tonight. (the weather — yeah, and a couple more years, with a twist and a pull in his gut. he shivers, still staring. just a couple more years, he tells himself firmly, and pulls himself back up and away from the stone, tucking his numb hands between his arms and his sides. )
[ He's obviously pretty irritated at the implication that he wants to take care of Denmark. It isn't that he wants to, it's that he has to. He can't sit back and watch Denmark get sick or sulk over Sweden. ]
You'll hafta make it yourself. I told everyone to leave. [ He doesn't like being in such a big house, and especially having people around to take care of it. It's why he still maintains his own house, and goes back and forth when the time calls for it.
Denmark doesn't have much of a choice to linger around either, since Norway is grabbing onto his sleeve to pull him inside. ]
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I'd hafta take care'a ya if you get sick. Gonna make it easy on me or should I bring out a blanket? [ Despite his wording, he isn't actually pushing. He doesn't mind if Denmark wants to stay outside, but he's making it clear that he's expecting to join him. ]
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where are you? to say he's stubborn is an understatement, to say he's painfully optimistic is an understatement — but to say that sweden isn't coming is something that even he has to admit. not tonight. (the weather — yeah, and a couple more years, with a twist and a pull in his gut. he shivers, still staring. just a couple more years, he tells himself firmly, and pulls himself back up and away from the stone, tucking his numb hands between his arms and his sides. )
Guess I could use somethin' warm to drink.
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You'll hafta make it yourself. I told everyone to leave. [ He doesn't like being in such a big house, and especially having people around to take care of it. It's why he still maintains his own house, and goes back and forth when the time calls for it.
Denmark doesn't have much of a choice to linger around either, since Norway is grabbing onto his sleeve to pull him inside. ]