what she has to feel mortified about?

stiffens at the question. "Let's just say that I told someone something very... private." She will leave it at that. Pause. "Who are you?"

sorry for being nosey and answers, "I'm Canada~"

blinks. "I didn't know there was a new nation- Oh wait. You're, uh, somehow related to America, right?" And she forgives him.

smiles, "Yah, America is my brother. I've actually been around for about as long as he has."

embarrassed, once again. "Well, if it matters, you seem a lot more polite than your brother", she huffs.

"Thanks. Most people usually say that about us. People also usually forget me, so you shouldn't worry about it."

to know what she told that person~!

nods at Matthew. "Alright then." She turns to Feliks and coughs. "It was about you", she says quickly.

blinks, then grins. "Oh? What about me?"

doesn't think he needs to know.

pouts, but accepts the answer cause he totally loves Natalka too much to care.

finds that awfully nice, although she doesn't express this thought out loud.

might just start edging away because Natalka is starting to look a bit creepy...

doesn't let him. "You run away and I'll crawl behind you and never let you eat another piece of bread in peace."

confused. "Bread? What does that have to do with anything?"

shrugs. "It doesn't." Or maybe she should have said something about nail polish, then.