[America's idealism has always been a source of either frustration or amusement to France, but today, it just makes his heart sink even worse than before. He so wants to be able to fix things, but he's too downtrodden to even consider that possibility. How can things be fixed, after all, when there's nothing left? To bring an entire dead planet back to life... Even for someone who believes in second chances and rebirth, this is too much.
But he doesn't want to crush America's hopes. France is used to dealing with disappointment at his age, even if he doesn't like it. He can't imagine that America is the same way, no matter how long he's been in the Tower.]
Oh, mon petit. [He brings a hand up to pet America's hair, and rocks the two of them left and right just a little bit, as if America's the one that needs calming.] Yes, I'm- I'm sure we-
[And he breaks off, biting down on his lip to cut off the beginnings of a sob. He's torn between reassuring the young one and not wanting to lie to him.]
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But he doesn't want to crush America's hopes. France is used to dealing with disappointment at his age, even if he doesn't like it. He can't imagine that America is the same way, no matter how long he's been in the Tower.]
Oh, mon petit. [He brings a hand up to pet America's hair, and rocks the two of them left and right just a little bit, as if America's the one that needs calming.] Yes, I'm- I'm sure we-
[And he breaks off, biting down on his lip to cut off the beginnings of a sob. He's torn between reassuring the young one and not wanting to lie to him.]