Hopes are for children:

"You cannot thank someone who does not exist," Kaliningrad challenged, "Or, is it that he does?"

Russia frowned and titled his head, "Would it please you if I said he did? You want your dear General to be alive, da. Do you hope for Prussia to rise again? We both know that is impossible. Can I share with you a secret?" he reached up and brushed over her hair. Kaliningrad turned her head away from his touch.

"Hopes are for children, Kaliningrad. Truths are all that is left to us."