[And this is Prussia. Just staring with a deadpan sort of look on his face, before he snaps out of it, shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose, sighing softly. Well, this place is messed up enough for that sort of thing to be true.
Besides, he did have a feeling he's out of his time. With all the things in this place he's never seen and isn't familiar with.]
Huh? [He looks up as Gilbird seems to bury himself into his hair more, chirping softly again.]
Gilbird is my friend of course! And he attacks Austrians on sight so he's awesome! [And as he says that, he throws his hands into the air, laughing and looking pleased, just like a child.]
... If you say so. Can you stop staring at Gilbird then?