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The Scot wrung her hands together in a bit of a nervous fashion, clearing her throat. "Tapadh leat fer followin' back, Russia," she stated, giving a soft smile.

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She nodded quickly, but not in a rushed or embarrassed way however. "Y-yes, I am fine. Jus'.. been dealin' with a few troublin' thin's in and outside of me home."
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            As her smile faltered, he tilted his head, looking at her with concern. "Are you alright?" 
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The Scot chuckled lightly, the gentleness of the soft smile she wore faltering, but quickly rebuilt itself and plastered back across her lips. "Either one's fine. Don' wor'y."
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