Germany pulled his hand away as it was being ignored but laughed anyway, the joy of his brother agreeing easily overpowering the brief disappointment triggered by Prussia's refusal.

"Getting lost? The awesome me?! In Berlin? Brüderchen, you should know your adorable little brother that holds the innocence of a puppy better than that!" And in fact, Germany probably knew Berlin better than most others. It was his capital, his heart, and he'd spend countless hours wandering these streets already, if not only due to the lack of a personal car and his brother strictly refusing to lending him his one more time.

Giving a quick nod, however, the younger nation went on towards a nearby street, humming a little to himself yet again.