[England feels a prickle of ire in his blood. He doesn't want this, not today, but he's speaking before he thinks better of it.] Leadership? I think not. I'm not your bloody sidekick.
[And then, a small pang of guilt, and a memory. England drops his eyes to the bracelet again, some of the venom gone from his tone as he grumbles an amendment.] You said we were partners.
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[And then, a small pang of guilt, and a memory. England drops his eyes to the bracelet again, some of the venom gone from his tone as he grumbles an amendment.] You said we were partners.