It's okay, lots of people get hung up on it. But nah, the president, the Bundeskanzlerin; they're my bosses. Don't think about it too hard, you'll hurt your head.

[She waves her free hand dismissively, then grimaces. Ow, no, okay, that stretched a couple cuts she didn't want to stretch. Fuck.]

France had a whole saying about like... us, the country? We're a ship, and the people are the... sails? Or the wind or something. Anyway, point is, we're nothing without our people to keep us going. We're... I dunno, shaped by our experiences, by the perceptions of our citizens, by our culture, our language, our bosses... but we're people, too. Me and Austria both. Seen a lot of shit in eight hundred years.

[She looks like she wants to start feeling sorry for herself again, talking about Austria, but she forces it aside for now in favor of patting Jack's shoulder with the hand that's over it.]

I like you too, mein Schatz. You did a good thing today. Proud of you.