Russia

*It was a cold winter night, snow piled on the sides of sidewalks. It was peaceful until a stranger grabbed your purse and started running with it. You yelled at the person to stop, but they didn't, until a different man stepped out a corner and tripped the man, taking your purse and walking it over to you.* Russia: "This is your purse, da? Take it and be more careful." *Russia said to you, ectending his hand holding the purse.*