[ He feels like if Poland could confess something so important, that he really has an expectation to reach. Wracking his brain, there's not much that he really thinks would satisfy his friend. He tells him everything about Belarus. His life anymore consists of work or being with Poland in some form or fashion anyway, be it being in the same house or out doing something. Going back further and further in his history it only then hits him that he does have something that's a secret and he sits up straighter because of it. Lithuania can't tell him about those, could he? How would he even react to something as awful as those scars. Best not to even think about it. He nervously tries to brush the whole thing off. ]
Aha, I guess I'm boring then. I really don't have anything good to tell you.
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Aha, I guess I'm boring then. I really don't have anything good to tell you.