Denmark dipped her head politely, although she felt differently. China's decision to not partake in the meeting meant that she had missed out on what other countries were thinking. She wouldn't ever miss one unless it was absolutely impossible to attend. The Dane was surprised by the sudden, intimate contact - she did not usually even speak with China, apart from discussing trade. Her blue eyes widened. Was... China flirting with her? With a nervous smile, she reached up to remove the woman's hand and gently lowered it. "Right," she said, letting go of her. Something wasn't quite right with her. Maybe it was the beer. Suddenly, China was shouting across to England. That wasn't going to go down well...