A Good Heart

"Toris,"

"Hmm?"

"Can you make this sign with your thumb and your forefinger, like a letter 's'?"

Lithuania looked confused. "How am I supposed to do that?"

"I am surprised at you, Toris," Russia chuckled playfully. "Have you forgotten your Cyrillic already?"

Lithuania made a face. "It's not my fault your 's' looks like a 'c'..." Nevertheless, he conceded, and elevated his hand for the other's approval. "Like this?"

"Da," Russia nodded. "A tyeper..." He copied the motion, and pressed his fingers to Lithuania's, to form something of a little frame through which they could see the window, and the half moon rising over a colorful city skyline. "What does that look like to you?"

Um. Well. Saint Petersburg.."

"Our hands, Toris..."

"A heart." Toris laughed softly. "A... rather lopsided heart." he added, noting with vast disparity in size.

"But it is a good heart?"

"Yes," Lithuania smiled. "It is a very good heart."