[...yeah, going outside could result in bursting into flame. Just not, you know, normally. And--]
[Woah wait.]
...Two hundred and fifty years? How are you still alive?! [She's starting to piece it together, though the concept of anthropomorphic countries hasn't crossed her mind as a possibility. She's had a rough day already, cut her some slack.]
voice;
[Woah wait.]
...Two hundred and fifty years? How are you still alive?! [She's starting to piece it together, though the concept of anthropomorphic countries hasn't crossed her mind as a possibility. She's had a rough day already, cut her some slack.]