A bit...frightening. [ Not that Hungary could be frightened, of course. Her frying pan could send nearly anyone into oblivion. ] Denmark is constantly loud, England ripped off his shirt...live on the communicators, mind you. And then, Canada was talking about how he drew on his....vital... [ She trails off, her face turning a bright hue of red before she turns her face out of his line of vision and fiddles with the plant centered in the room. ]

But I would advise against going outside, because of the monsters and not everyone is the nicest. Others have gotten shot, after all.