[What else is there to say, really? England can't fault America for his lack of eloquence.] Yeah. [Another breath, shaky this time as England's mind finally begins to whirl with guilt. He leans against America in turn without completely realising he does it.] So am I.
[Clever, kind, beautiful Peggy is dead. And he doesn't even know how it happened.]
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[Clever, kind, beautiful Peggy is dead. And he doesn't even know how it happened.]