Of course, you of all people mistake intent. I did not wish to greet everyone in such a fashion, but I fear as if I had no choice: I could not wear the clothing provided. But how can I expect someone to understand who still seems to believe that cravats are in fashion? [ Look, he can do low blows all day. ] No, of course I'm not all right. How could I be all right if I have nothing to wear? [ He chuckles. ] You are both obstinate, frigid, and beautiful. This is easy to see, is it not?

Oh, I see. [ He glances behind him, staring over at his bed, and returns this gaze to the small screen. ] So there is a blanket. That will be very useful, thank you. [ Now he's completely distracted, back turned to the screen as he walks over to the bed to examine the blanket. Luckily for you, Austria, he has not noticed the draining of colour. ] Perhaps in return for your help, I shall make you something nice. Perhaps. [ Off-handedly: ] By the way, America seems to think that you are from the 1950s. What an interesting imagination that boy has, no?