Lithuania's Room, Thursday Night

[vytis]

[Lithuania calls Sonia to his room--at least his awful position gave him a little more flexibility in when he was going to talk to people. Except he doesn't know what to say to Sonia, really. He's so, so angry, but he's so, so guilty as well. He doesn't let the guilt show on his face, but he can't quite manage to hide the anger.]

Good evening, Miss Nevermind.

[He thinks he might be waiting for her to say something. Laugh in his face or yell at him or--or something.]