[has a massive box in his hands and is struggling to hit the doorbell. in the end he uses his forehead and he waits for the Icelander to open the door]
[answers the door and is alarmed by the gigantic box with legs] Uh. Hello??
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[has a massive box in his hands and is struggling to hit the doorbell. in the end he uses his forehead and he waits for the Icelander to open the door]
[answers the door and is alarmed by the gigantic box with legs] Uh. Hello??

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He didn’t know why he had been brought here in the first place; brought to this gala that he didn’t even want to be at, surrounded by complete and total strangers, with only his governess to keep him company. When he had asked his brother why this was happening, the only explanation he received was “we’re all a family now.” The young nation didn’t know what that meant, and it only made him wish he wasn’t there more. What would the difference have been if his big brother had left him at home with the governess? He would still have supervision after all, and he would be far less uncomfortable than he was now.
Eiríkr swung his legs back and forth under his seat, occasionally glancing between the figures dancing gracefully to the music, and back to his half-empty plate. He had long since lost his appetite, though his governess insisted he finish his food. He was about to respond to the woman’s insistence he continue eating, when a shadow fell over him and he looked up. Recognition lit up in his eyes. “Hi Tino.”
"Islanti is it really you?"
Yeah, it’s me. I don’t really look like anyone else, other than like...Prussia, I guess. [he smiles softly, but a bit awkwardly] Hi, Fin.”