After encountering Lithuania, Poland and someone who he really hoped wasn't actually Spain, Latvia shouldn't have been surprised to find Iceland staying no more than three doors down from him at the guild. It was still surreal though, to find familiar people in such an unfamiliar place.

It was better working with strangers though, and he figured they'd be able to accomplish more together than separately. Admittedly, he'd mainly taken Juliet's request at the promise of weaponry. While he prefered to avoid conflict he'd heard so many rumors about monsters he didn't want to take his chances.

Then again, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. He keeps reading the request again and again as he sat on the edge of his bed.

"I'm sorry, I think I was a bit eager. Maybe we should have just settled for opening pickle jars..."