A lovely evening for Austria Hungary who was just sitting on the couch holding his mug both of his eyepatches on like always. He slightly smiles as he lowers head and takes a sip of his drink. He then snaps his head up and gets confused. As he lowers his cup down putting it on his lap ”I can hear you yet I can’t see you…Are you the one who burnt Prussia’s blossom tree or… someone else…?” He says out loud