[The sleeping thing was forgotten in the face of feelings and what to do with them, and still is, though his jittery caution is abandoned when Russia just snorts and goes along with it. Or at least he feels less need to pick around his words and keep track of what his body's saying, even though perks up and his gaze goes a little sharper with the phrase learned her lesson.
He gives a little frown and raises a brow. Why, what'd you do, Russia? While it's not suspicious it is curious, and he knows the guy has an odd sense of humor but there's still protectiveness - over both, strangely - that he can't tamp down.]
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He gives a little frown and raises a brow. Why, what'd you do, Russia? While it's not suspicious it is curious, and he knows the guy has an odd sense of humor but there's still protectiveness - over both, strangely - that he can't tamp down.]