Lithuania let out a small gasp, quickly crouching beside Walcz, his arms still around her shoulders. "Mattie!" He urged gently, trying to work her to her feet. "Mattie, we need to go." He gently bit his bottom lip before looking up at Poland nervously. With a shiver from the cold, Lithuania shook his head a bit and slowly scooped Walcz up into his arms.
Austria blinked, narrowing his eyes slightly at the shock of the bright flame and the harsh sting of smoke. He looked away from it and out to the sea again, his hopes brightening a bit. He could swear he saw the two girls, though it was hard to tell. "You're doing good, Hungary! You can make it! I know it!" He shouted, hoping to encourage her, and coughed a few more times, a gag mixed in. His seasickness had been forgotten, but it was still present.





