Gilbert had no fucking idea what he had done, but it must have been awesome, because Belarus wasn't glaring at him, which was a first. In fact, if he didn't know better, he would think she was smiling. But that just couldn't be true. Belarus never smiled, ever!
But as she turned to him, there was no mistaking the upturn of her lips and the mirth in her eyes. Gilbert was transfixed. He'd never seen anything so awesome in his life, and he was fucking Prussia! She looked…well, beautiful.
His awed staring wasn't the correct response, so she stabbed him.