Their argument continued until they were interrupted by a voice. Iceland turned his head to see a... fairy. A floating. Girl. Clearly he wasn't hallucinating. This must have been one of his brother's friends.

"I'm a puffin, sweetheart." said Herra triumphantly. "The most beautiful creature o'course---"

Iceland decided it was a good time to interrupt. Like always, he began to ignore Herra's existence. "Do you know Norway?" he inquired brusquely.