[For once, England's propensity for maybe occasionally staring at America a little bit has paid off. While squinting at the curve of America's neck, he sees the bite and his eyes widen.
As he's apparently having trouble keeping his hands to himself today in regards to America, he immediately reaches over to try and tug aside any nearby fabric so he can get a better look.] What the hell happened to your neck?
[Even if England were inclined to make a sexual joke, the bite doesn't even look human.]
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As he's apparently having trouble keeping his hands to himself today in regards to America, he immediately reaches over to try and tug aside any nearby fabric so he can get a better look.] What the hell happened to your neck?
[Even if England were inclined to make a sexual joke, the bite doesn't even look human.]