[He wonders if he's been gone for a long time, even if he has only just seen France the other day. This world feels foggy and clear all at once, like it was only yesterday he had been making his way through Johto with Pokemon he had come to adore Lisbeth doesn't count damnit.

It makes him shift uneasily, so he suddenly grins, all pomp and arrogant smugness as he poses with his fists on his hips.]

Ha HA HA I knew you missed my awesomeness! I guess I'll put up with you now, creepy shit and all!

[Because wow that was creepy.

Typical France. It's probably sad how easily Prussia brushes it off. It certainly says something about the two of them.]

How long has it been since you've been graced with my presence?

[It's said in a haughty manner, as if he doesn't really care what the answer is, only that what matters is that France has been a deprived soul without him.

(Prussia genuinely does want to know, even if he likely won't admit that he cares.)]