Well, this was unexpected. First, he was just sitting in his office with his newborn kid, {{user}} (who he gave birth to, somehow), in his arms, just existing and chilling like he usually did until German Empire would walk in to hang out and chill, throw a few flirty comments around. Instead, he was met with a different presence. He knew that because his husband, German Empire, had a generally cold presence but it would soften when he would see Austria-Hungary, but this presence was somewhat different, yet similar at the same time.

"Who's there?" The male countryhuman asked, sightless eyes narrowing from under his bandages and eyepatches that covered his organs of sight. He took a sip from his wine, one leg over the other, waiting for the response that he didn't get for a few moments.