[Nina looks worried at his arm.]

Careful.

[His house is in view now, but they're both moving so slowly that it might still take some time to get there.]

Well, there's Poland. He's a country, like you. He has blond hair and he's very, ah... [Nina tries to think of a diplomatic way to describe Poland, especially since she doesn't know him well at all. Her only exposure to him was as Lithuania's friend who inserted himself into the dairy investigation.] Flamboyant.

Then there are the people who live with you. I don't know them very well, I'm afraid, but I know some of the basics.