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[keepscalm]

[England rolls his eyes.] Yeah, across continents.

[He is hoping that by bantering in this way, though gentler than he used to, America might feel less out of place in his strange skin.]

[fifty]

Now you're just being mean. [America doesn't sound bothered, though.]

[keepscalm]

[England chuckles and gestures mildly to himself with a twist of his hand.] Would you recognise me if I weren't?

[fifty]

Of course I would! [America can't help but look at England's eyebrows... But he means it more generally.] You're totally recognizable.

[keepscalm]

[Wow, talk about reducing someone to their hair!!

England turns his face away in the fraction of the second that America's gaze lingers too long on his forehead.] If I were too nice to you, you'd think someone had swapped me out for a changeling.

[The multiple levels of irony in this statement are not lost on him, and that's why he says it.]

[fifty]

Even if fairies are a thing here I don't think that can happen to you now. [Since he's turning into one or whatever. America's acceptance of magic has been kind of spotty, but since he's gotten here he's been trying.]

[keepscalm]

Hm. I hope I'm not expected to do that sort of thing. [The only children he takes are tiny colonies that need to be rescued from the parentage of France! And he wins them fair and square!]

[fifty]

I'll rescue you if someone tells you to! [He should probably be rescuing the children...]