Wiping his little brother's tears, Gilbert smiled at Ludwig. "Oh, stop your crying. It will be alright." he spoke soothingly as he reached out his hand to him. "Just take my hand, hold it tight. I will protect wewe from all around you. I will be here. Don't wewe cry." For one so small, Gilbert could tell Ludwig was strong. He knew his little brother would grow up someday to become a strong and mighty nation. The bond they shared could not be broken. "My arms will hold you. Keep wewe salama and warm. I will be here. Don't wewe cry anymore." he alisema pulling his brother into a hug. "Why can't they understand the way we feel?" Ludwig asked looking up with a tear streaked face. Gilbert smirked and let go of his little brother. "They just don't trust what they can't explain. I know we're different but, deep inside we're not that different at all. You'll be in my moyo no matter what they say." he alisema wiping Ludwig's eyes gently."Don't listen to them. What do they know anyways? We need each other. To have, to hold. I may not always be with wewe but, wewe got to hold on. They'll see in time. You'll become a strong nation. I know wewe will. We'll onyesha them together!" Ludwig smiled happily. His brother's words eased his worries and erased his tears. A small "Thank you, big brother" escaped his lips as he gave him a hug. A smile appeared on Gilbert's face and he placed a hand on Ludwig's head affectionately once more. The bond between them could never be broken. Ludwig would always be in Gilbert's heart. Forever.
"I'll be here for you. Always..."
The bond of family is one that cannot be broken.
No matter what.
