[Quietly she shushes him, Romana holding the tiny boy close. It breaks her heart to see a child cry, and the fact that this little boy is still a nation, still some version of France doesn't stop those feelings. She hums softly, slowly turning and walking heading to leave the apartment block, rubbing his back with one hand, the other holding him up]

It's okay piccolo, I promise. I promised I would keep you safe and I will and as soon as we get back home I'll see if I can explain it a bit better, okay?

[At the feel of tears she shifts him, stopping so she can wipe his eyes without possibly dropping him.] Hey, hey, hey... even if you were upset, it'd be okay. Because I know you'll be strong when you need to be. You'll help keep everyone safe, and I'll help you, hmm? Because that's what famiglia does, we help, and we keep each other safe alright?

Now can I please have one of you pretty smiles Gallia? I think with just a tiny smile I'll feel a lot braver, yeah? Will you help me?