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[northernlioness]

[She's sitting on a bench somewhere in a little park next to the waterfront, and is knitting. It's not really apparent what she is knitting so far, but it is clear that she's doing it with a lot of expertise and skill

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[finluhnd]

[Approaching from behind and leaning over the bench.]

What are you making, Swe?

[northernlioness]

[OH GOD NEARLY JUMPING OUT OF HER SKIN Finland is one of the last people that she would have expected here. Not that she wants her gone, no, never! But she certainly did not think- how did she-

Cue turning around to stare up at the smaller woman with one of the scariest looks that she has ever displayed outside of battlefields and conference rooms. Confusion, hope despite hope, nervosity, hurt, and too many other feelings just do not mix well or make it easier to show any other reaction.]

You-

...

Stock'ngs.

[finluhnd]

[NOW SHE'S NEARLY JUMPING OUT OF HER SKIN TOO. And flinching quite visibly instead of literally jumping. Which is probably a good thing, but never mind that.

Oh, and please don't mind the fact that her voice is rushed. It doesn't mean anything, really! She's not scared or anything!]

S-Stockings! Right! I see!

[northernlioness]

[Which in turn makes sweden jump to her feet and- and- and she really wants to rush over and hug her wife Finland, make sure that she is well and see if she just hurt herself or what happened and-, but...

Instead, she takes a hesitant step forward and reaches out with one hand to steady the other Nordic, trying very hard to make a reassuring face. Sometimes the good will does not help much.]