what are they about...?

to sit down and keep his cool before he says.

sits down and raises one eyebrow, waiting.

"Promise you'll be calm, and wait for me to finish before you start yelling?"

blinks. "Here we go... fine, go on." he sighs, waiting for the worse.

siiighs. "So, I'm really happy to be home. Things have been a mess, here, without me. And I had no idea I missed home this much until I_

actually got here. And, you know, I've been worried about you and the lack of communication between us. So, I took the liberty to find a_

way of helping us both to actually... be happy. Even if we have to, you know, do some stuff we'll both be sad with. I think." bites his lip.

.... nods. "Okay, where are you trying to get with all this? You found someone else?"

blinks and shakes his head. "No. I don't think I ever will. But you see... I calculated with my boss, and..." puts the papers on the table._

"We have kids together, and you get less money than I do. If we divorce, I'll get to pay you... this." shows him the value. "I was looking,_

and in my laws, when it comes to humans, that's how it works." looks up at him, waiting for the screams.

blinks. "So... we 'divorce', so you get to bank me, but... keep together?" frowns. "This... Norge, I don't need you to sustain me, I.. I_

can get out of this on my own." he frowns. "And... your boss agreed on you paying me this?"

looks away. "If we divorce, we can't keep living together, or else the judge will cancel the divorce." frowns. "My laws, don't ask." looks_

at him. "No, he didn't, and yes, I don't want me to sustain you or whatever, that's why I already prepared things, you just have to sign."

*I know you

shakes his head. "Wait... but.. this divorce, is it only on paper or... you mean it?"

looks down, biting his lip.

stares at him.

realizes he needs to clean his shoes, they're kind of dirty...

sighs. "You're taking too long..." he looks at him, a bit sad.

looks up, but doesn't really look at him. "I mean it."

nods, in silence. "So I guessed right..."

looks at him. He has nothing to say to make this less painful.

chuckles bitterly. "Who would want to keep married to a loser, anyway?" he takes the papers, his hands trembling as he signs everything.

"You're not a loser. That's not why I want to divorce... just, please, understand..." won't.drop.a.tear.

finishes signing everything, giving him a loopsided smile. "No.. I get it." he stands up. "I don't blame you either." he hands him the_

papers. "But keep the money, Norway." he sighs. "I'm not woman, and I'm not useless." he frowns.

not a woman*

gets the papers, shaking his head. "Laws are laws. Do you want us to talk to the kids together, or can I go and explain them things on my_

own?" is trying not to think about it too much.

they're Danish ultramarine property solely." he says, coldly. "I take care of this." he shrugs, turning his back on him. "Good luck, you're_

allowed to see Greenland and Faeroes once a month." he adds, finally, and walks out.

nods and keeps the papers on the table as he takes off the ring, walking to the closet where he keeps the old stuff, trying_

not to break down and cry.