Son of Britannia

So I'm just working on moving things over there. Shouldn't take long with copy/paste.

     “If you want? I mean, I have to attend student council meetings, so we’ll have to schedule around that,” and his rebellion activities, too--

     “Join the club.” Well, he already took care of one brother...he wasn’t going to say how...

"There is nothing wrong with letting your little sister know she's loved and safe." After everything she's been through...she deserved that much, at least.

"Hm...hard to say. That's a large role with too many responsibilities. I'm not even the president of the student council, just the vice president. I don't think I'm the right person to ask."

"The only girl living with me is my own little sister. Last I checked, she doesn't have green hair."

He's just ignoring everyone now.

"Get out."

"It's not. Just as Britannians would, they fought to defend their country. They have things and people they value, they have ideals. Just like everyone else."

"...No?"