[Envy's expression while he's playing is a very content, calm one, almost unguarded. But once he's finished the piece and turns to face France again, his nerves appear to return. France's smile does help, though.]
I know you like beautiful things, and you wrote that poem so I wanted to...[He gestures a bit, searching for words.] Try to give you something like that.
[He looks down, frowning slightly to hide his nervousness. He's rather convinced that he sounds like a complete idiot, so he stops talking to wait for France's reaction.]
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I know you like beautiful things, and you wrote that poem so I wanted to...[He gestures a bit, searching for words.] Try to give you something like that.
[He looks down, frowning slightly to hide his nervousness. He's rather convinced that he sounds like a complete idiot, so he stops talking to wait for France's reaction.]