[Chibi admits a bit of dread that England will say no, I don't want to tell you. He can respect privacy when he needs, but he is still a curious man; he is still the type to want to figure out those puzzles, to want to break into the inner sanctums forbidden from him and hole up there. If those inner sanctums are ones of another's heart, he can hold back, but it is effort.]
[But England does not talk at all, not one way or the other. What does that mean? Does he just not want to talk, or... Can he not, for whatever reason? Chibi remembers what it's like to have one's throat paralyzed by fear, or by strong emotion. Is that it, perhaps?]
[He brings his hand to one of England's, one of the ones gripping his arm, and suggests:] Can you write down what you want to say, do you think? [It's worth a try.]
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[But England does not talk at all, not one way or the other. What does that mean? Does he just not want to talk, or... Can he not, for whatever reason? Chibi remembers what it's like to have one's throat paralyzed by fear, or by strong emotion. Is that it, perhaps?]
[He brings his hand to one of England's, one of the ones gripping his arm, and suggests:] Can you write down what you want to say, do you think? [It's worth a try.]