by Ivan Braginski/Russia Fri Oct 08, 2010 3:41 am
He tried pulling his chair a little closer to his sister's, a little closeness between them could either make her extremely uncomfortable, or remember that they are a family and closeness was only natural between them. Natalia at least knew very well how to get close, actually, way too close. Actually, every time Ivan thought of it, Natalia and Katyusha were both so very different. Only the exterior looks could tell they were sisters, other than that, they were like water and oil. Two completely different souls and nations. Pulling from the pocket of his jacket, Ivan pulled a handkerchief dabbing the edge of it against her eyes. "There, all better, Big sister is very pretty with a smile, not with tears..."
Maybe by know she was a little more comfortable, after all, Ivan was doing his best to make up for all the horrible pain he put her through in the past. he regretted it so very much and just wanted to get her back to be...his sister. "Hmmm, honestly~? I have no idea big sister..." Folding the little tissue again, he placed it on her hands, smiling gently. "All I know is that some old dead nation called us here, it can't be something serious, huhu~"