[France leans over and grasping Cooper's upper arm.]

You're a good friend, Cooper.

[He lets go and lies back down, pulling his comforter up over his shoulders. He can definitely feel the fever, since his head feels a lot clearer when he's lying down.]

We Nations don't have a lot of friends. We're not friends with each other most of the time; it's rather difficult for feelings of friendship to be sincere or lasting between Nations. I've always envied humans for their friendships.

[He casts Cooper a fond look.]

I'm happy we're friends.