He looks up, turning to face England at his plea. "H-hey... Shhhh... you're safe here." Prussia almost reaches for him, before restraining himself, twisting the skirt of his coat nervously. Touching might only make England's nightmares worse. "It's all right..." Part of him is uncertain he can promise England's safety, but if it comes down to it, he will protect England. Hopefully he won't have to, however.