[She tips her head up as if to stare up into space, contemplating for a long moment.]
Could I even have a child that represents space itself? Or would it be a part of space, like a planet? Ah, perhaps not. But either way, that is why I will have you helping me, right?
[Russia tips her head to the side and gives him a frightfully cheerful smile. It fades rather quickly however, and she drops her gaze down to her stomach, hands falling to rest where her belly will swell with child within a few months span if all goes as human as possible.
If Estonia looks he can see the fear hidden in her eyes and the little downturn of her lips. She's scared of this. Scared of being a mother and the knowledge that this could, and possibly will, cause rife within the balance of the nations.]
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Could I even have a child that represents space itself? Or would it be a part of space, like a planet? Ah, perhaps not. But either way, that is why I will have you helping me, right?
[Russia tips her head to the side and gives him a frightfully cheerful smile. It fades rather quickly however, and she drops her gaze down to her stomach, hands falling to rest where her belly will swell with child within a few months span if all goes as human as possible.
If Estonia looks he can see the fear hidden in her eyes and the little downturn of her lips. She's scared of this. Scared of being a mother and the knowledge that this could, and possibly will, cause rife within the balance of the nations.]