France smiled at Italy, raising a hand to wiggle his fingers at him. "I'll refrain from teasing la petite anglais fleur, then," he said with a wink. He liked Italy - he was almost as stylish as France (in France's opinion) and also appreciated food and art (although France thought his much better). 

He listened to Italy, how he and Spain were suffering from the downward trend. France had not felt it as badly, with the famous Eiffel Tower and the attractions of the French Alps and the beaches in the South. Although his beaches could be swamped too. The man frowned.He was lucky, but there had been background notes on how not quite as many people were travelling anymore, and how some beaches were having to have an eye kept on them. "Oui, my beaches are feeling the effects of climate change as well," he agreed with a nod. "We may have to start using the Netherlands' technique to reclaim land if it becomes bad in the future." It was then that Vatican began speaking. Why yes, people were noticing. They were in his country, so they probably would in other countries. He read the newspaper and walked among his people - he heard the whispers of unsureness all the time. And the truth was, he wasn't sure either.

Denmark nodded to Vatican. "Thank you," she said kindly. It was good to hear that other citizens were noticing as well. Vatican had revealed that they would not want to fight, or at least that they would be tired. So they did not want conflict either. She straightened in her chair and cleared her throat. "Right, I believe that we are finished for today. Thank you everyone for coming - I hope that you take away something from here to think about. Maybe we can find solutions for our problems by the next meeting. Ja?" She smiled at them all hopefully before she rose, near-empty container of Skyr back in her hand once more.