"Maybe I will," Lithuania said, his tone now a carefully crafted even tone. "But I shouldn't have to babysit you the entire time, right? Get up."

He was pressing Poland's buttons deliberately now--not something he did that often. And he wasn't actually giving Poland room to sit up, with his foot still on the other nation's chest and his sword inches away.

But he'd left Poland's arms free and his spear within reach for a reason.