There was nothing wrong with caring about the more destitute areas of his home, though England didn't feel comfortable in a place he barely knew. Everyone looked like they were ready to either start a street brawl or throw up from sickness.

His head snapped up at Prussia's bigoted metaphor. For a moment, England just stared at him in disbelief. Really? Did he actually say that? He cleared his throat and considered boxing Prussia's ears the way the old woman had done. "My problem is that this place is unsavory..." He did take the two meat rolls that were given to him.