Thoughts on the Other:
GerIta
Italy:
I honestly didn't know what to think when he accepted me as his ally. I was happy, surprised, excited... He was the first person- country or not- who treated me like I was someone.
So I fell helplessly in love. His blue eyes, serious and caring, his soft blonde hair- they show his character well, as do his actions. He is kind, beautiful, amazing.
Si, I love him.
Germany:
What first attracted me to him was his laugh. Sweet, smooth, it was like his music, only so much better. He is carefree, and a bit like the wind- he never stays in one place for long.
I've always wanted to touch his hair. I don't know why. It looks like gold, or copper, or a shiny metal that had just been cleaned. His lips are full, always parted by song or to tell me how much he loves me.
Ja, I love him too.