[Prussia feels great satisfaction in seeing France curled up on the floor, whimpering like the coward he is. He doesn't even glance at Marianne, ready to pick France up by his lapels and show him exactly who the dog is here.

Unfortunately (or perhaps it is fortunate), Haku returns and cuts between them. Prussia nearly shoves him out of the way, but Haku's warning cuts through his angry haze, enough to make him pause.]

That is a coward with no sense of honor. A worthless leech.

[He practically spits out. He grabs his bag and Lisbeth, who is oddly still, and slams the door as he storms out. Gilbird frantically follows, clearly worried about her trainer.]