[accidental video post] Ir tikai slēpjas.

[baidos]

[The video flickers on to reveal what appears to be an empty bedroom, the walls painted a muted red and bordered at the top by a ring of hand-painted daisies, and a lone painting is hung above the oaken headboard of the bed, the picture depicting a gently sloping hill covered in wildflowers of all kinds and colors. The bedsheets of soft reds and

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[voice]

[oncetheedge]

Latviya...?

[voice]

[baidos]

[The sound doesn't kick on for a long while, the mic being greeted by hiccuped breaths that crackle gently over the speakers, followed by a sniffle before he speaks weakly] ...Ukraina...?

[voice]

[oncetheedge]

[Gently,] Da, little rabbit. Is everything all right?

[voice]

[baidos]

[He inspires deeply along with the sound of fabric rustling. Another long pause shifts between them before he speaks again, his voice still fragile.] I... I-I think I'm all r-right, now... [a brief pause] I'm s-sorry I worried you...