Normally being watched isn't that weird. Hell, he even likes it at times and after this long he's used to the way they talk and watch and watch and talk, only looking away when it gets close to being too much. Right now shouldn't be too much but it kind of is, and he fixes his gaze to the opposite wall, straight up ninety degrees away from Russia's own.

Doesn't say anything about it, just volleys his own comment back with a sigh.

"Need to." Which is rich coming from him, but at least he attempts to sleep.