She notices the picture and the mp3 player as she crosses the hut and sits down next to Newt. He's her citizen (sort of); it doesn't even occur to her to ask where she should sit. Lucky... him.....
Her little bird had been sleeping on her head until Prussia sits down, sleepily hopping over to perch on Newt's shoulder.]
I'd even take Russian shit right now. Couple shots, then I'll get out of your way.
[She still carrying her sword, of course, setting it down on the bed beside her. On the other side of her from Newt, at least, not between them.]
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She notices the picture and the mp3 player as she crosses the hut and sits down next to Newt. He's her citizen (sort of); it doesn't even occur to her to ask where she should sit. Lucky... him.....
Her little bird had been sleeping on her head until Prussia sits down, sleepily hopping over to perch on Newt's shoulder.]
I'd even take Russian shit right now. Couple shots, then I'll get out of your way.
[She still carrying her sword, of course, setting it down on the bed beside her. On the other side of her from Newt, at least, not between them.]
Danke, Jack. You're a good guy.