Quebec turned his head to look at the person who had spoken. The taller blond man sent him a bright smile, which Quebec responded to with a raised eyebrow. Before Quebec could even open his mouth to reply to him however, the Frenchman had continued on.
"I love you."
Blinking in surprise at the sudden conffesion, a small blush appeared on his cheeks. He didn't get how some man he didn't even know could just walk up to him and say that. He opened his mouth to tell him he had mistaken him for someone else, but was once again interrupted by the Frenchman.
"Won't you tell me your name?"
Ah, that's how it was. Frowning in annoyance at the other, he pushed himself up from his seat. He turned to face the other, and was about to tell him off when his stomach growling interrupted him. France glanced down down at the boy's stomach before his eyes returned to his face. His smile grew every so slightly. "You seem hungry. Why don't you come to my house. I can feed you some delicious cuisine