[It's a tightass' dream place, never needing to pay! Which includes her...]

Good lord, that's quite a while...oh? Hmm, it's a little bit unfair, letting you go home but not allowing you to remain. [It was something to smile about, hearing how he made some friends.] That's lovely, one can never have enough of friends. [And hopefully ones who can see and recognise him right off the bat!]

Canada... [she sighs quietly, her brows were furrowed, not that he can see.] That sounds like a bit like losing hope. [Whatever it is] Do you need anything though? Granted, I've only been here a very short time and I still need to remember where everything is, but I can help with something.

[Which means Austria must love that aspect of the place.]

To be honest, it was like I wasn't even gone at all so I didn't miss a thing.

[He's quite happy to say that the only people who occasionally mistake him for his brother are, well, fellow nations. There's a few who have a bit of trouble recalling his name at first, but he can forgive that seeing he's not exactly an active person who's always at the forefront of everything.]

To be perfectly honest, there is only so many times I can be concerned about my dear brother and lecture him before I give up all hope. He never listens and doesn't care about how much I worry about him to begin with. He didn't even care that it bothered me enough to depress me. Did he stop to ask how I was? Did he noticed I was sad? Of course not. He didn't even give a care that I wasn't talking to him for a little bit there. I was the one who finally gave in because I realised... it really just isn't worth it. [Sighing softly, he ran his hand through his hair.] Sorry. I- I didn't mean to go off like that.

[And now he can chuck out those old clothes!]

How time freezes, hmm? It's almost one worry off one's shoulders.

[Somehow this is really saying something about a nation's observation level: not that awesome ;w;]

Ah, America. [Though she is surprised at how much Canada sounded like he really needed to get that off his shoulders, she wasn't very surprised at how it involved America.] I'm sure America appreciates you, after all, you are the closest to him, and possibly understands him best. And I'm sure he didn't mean to hurt you, let's face it, he's not very bright. Even when he's helping, he has to mess up something, be it minor. [Blunt about America forever, indeed.] So you're the better man for doing what you believed would help your situations.

But if he starts trouble for you again, you can always ask me. [Canada may hear Vietnam cracking her knuckles on the other end.]

[It's like Christmas!]

It seems like that. Especially since when I first arrived, it had been 1917 at home. Then I disappeared for a few days Vatheon-time, but back home had lived through quite a few years, then came back. To everyone else, I had only been gone like a week.

[If it helps any, he's still a bit angry at England for being able to see fantasy creatures but not him a lot of the time.]

He's the one who does stupid things and endangers himself because he doesn't think things through and he doesn't listen when I lecture him. I don't even yell. He just shrugs off my concern and does something else equaly as stupid. Rinse and repeat. I got a pigeon out of it, so I guess it's okay, even if I was the one who showed up at his door with beer and brownies to apologise for ignoring him.

But thank you. If he starts causing trouble again, you'll be the first I contact. [He did appreciate it. Though if America was causing trouble, the first thing that he usually did was make a Vatheon-wide apology for his brother's antics.]