England closed his eyes as his smirk faded into a wistful smile. His expression was on the verge of wicked as though he were already imagining it. Thanks to that medicine, he was not even thinking before he spoke, not even holding back his emotions.

"Yeah... to take pictures... for students. Can't wait." If Prussia could flit from alliance to alliance without concern for his partners, then he certainly couldn't say anything about a doctor cutting England open. Besides, it was for a good cause. It's not Stein would photograph his face. Just his beating organs...

And if England happened to enjoy it, then that was just a bonus.