"It was better than if you had picked a side," Iceland replied, his own voice lowering. He supported equal rights fully but there were battles he just couldn't win. War was one of them. He decided not to bring up his own neutrality being abused as well and his occupation by two countries. But that was much better than being like Poland. "It would have been worse," he added before turning away to look at the new arrivals. America he avoided-not that he didn't like him, just bad memories were brought up. Nobody liked being occupied. But as more people trickled in, Iceland trailed off. The conversation had grown uncomfortable now and it was nothing to talk about now that others had arrived. He lifted his bag up and placed it on his back with one hand before taking a large bite out of his Skyr. He didn't respond to America's loud introduction immediately but did offer up a small wave as he found a seat near the middle of the rectangular table. He set his bag down on the back of the chair and flopped down in the seat, taking bites out of his Skyr. 

He leaned back in his chair, breathing softly in between bites. He just had to be careful about protecting his fishing rights and asserting his neutrality and that was it. He wouldn't speak up about the Middle East or anything that wasn't his business. If everyone else wanted to run at each other, he wasn't going to get in their way. He was getting out of the way as quickly as he could and making sure none of his people got hurt. That was why he was here. "How many are coming?" He asked, looking up at Denmark. "And when is the meeting supposed to start?"