[ He probably should know when it's best to just leave well enough alone, but part and parcel of being America is that he never really has been any good at letting sleeping dogs lie. This proves to be especially true whenever the meme stirs tensions between himself and England in such a way that it almost seems intentional, like they're purposely being baited into acknowledging that aspect of their individual existences - the all-too-awkward subject of them. It's hard for America to simply ignore it all the time, probably because he already does think about it often all of his own accord. Time spent with England isn't always horrible; they don't always fight to the degree that their encounters end messily in bruised egos and bloody noses, and America wouldn't say truthfully that he hates the older Nation either. He gets that some may believe otherwise, but that's fine to him. There's no need in his mind to clarify things when he thinks it should be obvious that relations between their countries have improved a lot over the years. No,
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[ America perks up almost right away from his place at the window, a mixture of surprise and interest playing itself across his features as he turns to face England and listen to what he has to say. He expected to just get another punch - the physical kind - to the arm and an aggravated retort about how he should stop being ridiculous and grow up or something. He nods and gives England half a smile. ]
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