[He's hardly worried about it, not now and certainly not later. Perhaps he is a little foolish in that regard, but is that not alright? Because at the moment he has another nation reaching for him and that's nice. There's a bit of a deep chuckle and he easily shifts closer, reaches out to touch fingers to Arthur's cheek and draw him in.]
No, you certainly wouldn't, dorogoy. [He murmurs, lets his free hand settle warm upon Arthur's hip.]
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No, you certainly wouldn't, dorogoy. [He murmurs, lets his free hand settle warm upon Arthur's hip.]