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Yes, it is.

[Definitely prefers snow rather than the normal dismal look of the city.]

...He's not in the hospital anymore?

[Norway, behind the Prinny, pushes the poor thing into the room before him. Even though it has its own will and conscious, it seems pitifully pliant. Norway may or may not have charmed it with stories about his friends back home, runes, etc.]

Nilsson. I found him on the way to the hospital.

[Norway gives the Prinny a friendly tap. The Prinny, almost too quickly, carols "hello, dood", and waves.

...And this display amuses Norway a little, but he shakes his head.]

...He wasn't there after New Year's. So. He hasn't died.

[It's kinda...well, interesting to him. Considering, the Prinny--the penquin--could speak. So Iceland waves back as well.]

It's nice to meet you Nils.

[True. Then where would he be?]

...Could Denmark have left because he wanted to because of something? Or do you think the scientists had a hand in this?

This is my little bro, Iceland.

["Nice to meet you, dood!" the Prinny replies, with as much feigned, gushing enthusiasm as a penguin-in-imagined-duress can manage. Yes, it can speak indeed, which means: sentience = not edible. If the chance came up, Norway would make sure to remind Iceland of this, even if, most likely, it would not be needed.

Still.

Norway doesn't seem to be completely there; what part of him that is present seems less guarded than usual. He's with his brother, so.]

...Him? I don't think he would've wanted to leave, even if he was pissed. It's the scientists, most likely.

[Iceland is happy for a little bit at least, despite the graveness of the situation. So, it's no surprise when he reaches out tentively to pat the penquin -- after walking a bit closer to it -- on the head.]

Then, it would mean he is still in this city, right?

[The Prinny accepts the pat but, obviously, would really rather not. It's a human soul, so there is still some lingering dignity. Still, he is going to be on his best behaviour, with Norway around. Also, Iceland should feel free to god mod the penguin, should he ever decide to. Just don't let him explode.

Meanwhile, Norway is thinking about Iceland's question, as he looks out of the window, watching the snow silently falling.]

I wonder. ... If he's gone, it's 'cause the scientists took him away.

[Iceland wonders vaugely how exactly the penquin has survived this far.]

You're a brave one, aren't you?

[The Prinny nods vigorously as it could, responding, "Yes!" There even might have been a twinkle in its eye, Iceland noted.]

...Probably. Most likely.

[Iceland mutters the second sentence, thinking, and hoping for the best.]

It would be nice if we weren't so powerless. We don't even know the scientists's faces.

[As far as Norway is concerned, as long as that Prinny does as he says, everything is just spiffy. So, Norway registers the monster's presence at the moment as much as the rocks in his pocket.]

Yeah. Understanding 'em go a long way towards solving the problem. Or dealing with 'em.

[He says, turning to his brother. By 'we,' he means their kind, the nation-tans.]

But there are lots of things we can't control, anyway.

[Iceland nods; at least they were able to find a way to live in a city like this.]

Yeah.

[He knows--Iceland had also been using that reference.]

I'm sure if we look around we'll be able to find out the important information we need.

['Perhaps even take matters into their own hands', Iceland hoped. But he was apprehensive about saying that since he kind of doubted even such a scenario given the scientists's powers and whatnot.]

Yeah. No-one really seems to understand this place very well yet. Like the TVs coming on. ...That surprised some of 'em.

[Thinking for a moment, he remembers the communicators--his, that he left on the counter. And what he has been wondering about lately.]

Speaking of which. I don't like that they seem to be able to watch us. Always. 'n without Satellites ourselves, it's hard to keep track of others.

Mm. It shouldn't, though, considering that they have the technology to transport us from our world to theirs.

[Not a comforting thought--and he's sure that even without the communicators they could be watching them.]

...We have no privacy. And because of our lack of Satellites, people can disappear without a trace easily and no one can find them until they 'return'.

[As far as Iceland knew, anything was possible now. But as he noted, and possibly like others here, it wasn't much of a good thing.]

I wouldn't be surprised if they could control the weather.

[Norway nods, thinking, not speaking for a while, though he's looking at his brother by now.]

You know, that makes these people stateless, 'n viable for asylum.

...

Right, 'return'.

...'n hey, how's your cold?

...Yeah.

[Norway's question caused Iceland to pause--his cold hadn't been bothering him enough to hinder his movement, and his fever had gone down for now. Although he had been making sure a good amount of rest--especially after he had helped Norway with Denmark.]

Mm, it hasn't been bothering me much.

[Hi, suddenly he is looming over his little bro. Watching him. Then putting his palm on his forehead.]

You sure? ...What, England 'n Holland get off your back when I was gone?

...

Or is it this place.

[When he touched Iceland's forehead, it feels a little warm--]

I believe so. No, they didn't.

Maybe it is.

[It probably wouldn't last long, though.]

I see. ...Still

[Norway hasn't got his gloves on because he's inside, so of course he feels that Iceland's got a temperature. Especially because his body temperature is usually a centigrade or two below 'normal'. So, he frowns.]

You're hot, but you're isolated from your economy...'n debtors. ...Have you been getting better?

[Iceland notices Norway's frown, and shifts his weight from one foot to another.]

...Since I've come here, it seems that way.

[Iceland's uncomfortable? He notices, sure, but he's not going to actually...do anything. Not yet, at least.]

At least you're not hungry.

...Yes.

[Ironic, Iceland considers--he thinks about his people as much as a nation should, and he certainly would rather be trying to help take care of the problem back home.]

I hope my people aren't.

[Norway considers this, for a moment. He takes his hand back and makes a weird gesture. One that doesn't really mean anything.]

No-one does. ...Especially when it is so troublesome for a country to feel it.

[Yeah, he's been hungry before, even if he hasn't been starving as many times as Iceland.]

...At least we're not feeling like the people here. Discedo--if he's alive--must be a mess.

...

...'n Anyway. We wouldn't let your people starve too much.

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Yeah. I wouldn't want to follow whoever is in charge.

[Iceland nods--they wouldn't, especially Norway and the rest of the nordics.]

Yes...I know.

[His facial expression brightens, nevertheless.]

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