“We can only make up for it by being nice people, I guess. You’re a nice person, far nicer than some of the much larger countries. It’s nice. I like it.” A small smile appeared on his face. “There’s nothing we can change about it so we might as well just go on with our lives. At least we can still talk, right? And visit each other.”
“Guess so. It seems like it’s worth it. Hah, thanks. I try to be decent to others to the best of my ability. So I appreciate that it seems to work well with you.” Although said niceness can’t always be guaranteed, it’s a decent goal at least.
“Right. We might as well do what we do best anyway. Yeah – we can still talk and everything.“
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