{ Russia I Ivan Braginski }
"Hm?" Russia blinked a few times, having begun to daydream a little, and it took him a moment to realize who'd spoken. He smiled lightly and turned his gaze towards Illinois, reaching up with the hand that played with his scarf to scratch the top of his head. "Well, I don't know~ I'm pretty sure it's just a normal mansion, with maybe a past homicide or two, but I doubt it's anymore than that." He replied with a loose shrug of his shoulders, absently twirling a lock of his bangs around his finger.
"Hm?" Russia blinked a few times, having begun to daydream a little, and it took him a moment to realize who'd spoken. He smiled lightly and turned his gaze towards Illinois, reaching up with the hand that played with his scarf to scratch the top of his head. "Well, I don't know~ I'm pretty sure it's just a normal mansion, with maybe a past homicide or two, but I doubt it's anymore than that." He replied with a loose shrug of his shoulders, absently twirling a lock of his bangs around his finger.