"Hey, Gil?" Hungary whispered, turning her head towards her friend, who was lying next to her, star gazing.
"Hmm?" he asked, turning his bright red eyes to her. His armour, hair and skin glowed in the moonlight and made him look even paler than usual. By this time, both Hungary and Prussia looked to be about nineteen or twenty years of age. Hungary couldn't help but think that he had filled out quite nicely. Longer face and strong jaw line. She of course, knew that she had filled in as well- if their encounter in the forest after her fight with Ottoman Empire had said anything about it.
"What do you think of your new boss? This… Frederick fellow."
Prussia smiled, looking back up to the sky. "I've known him since he was born. With everything he's been through… I think he'll be great. He had plenty of opportunities to be like his vater. But he's not."
"Really? That's nice." Hungary said, looking back again to the stars. "Sounds fun"
"He's awesome. I don't think I've ever gone so long without being beat by a cane."