England moved back easily. It looked as though this wouldn't be as difficult as the last time. Prussia wanted to talk to him. Honestly. England could see that. He was relieved, grateful, and he vowed he would be sincere in return. Not because of the stupid magic rock and its swaying magic, but because he wanted to be. Prussia was very important to England, and the island had been worried about him.

He gently shook his head to answer. "Look the same to me." A pause. And then he carefully added, "What is happening to you back at home?" After all, there had to be a reason that Prussia would bring up such a morose topic. Their flight from the gang must have winded him more than he was letting on.