In the silence of his room and with clearer thoughts, it became easier to sense the wingbeats and subtle shift in the air that heralded the angel’s arrival. This time he didn’t react.

That sheepish quality in his voice didn’t escape Edgeworth. It made it more difficult for him to respond as harshly as he might have liked. He suppressed another sigh.

“Noted.” He still didn’t bother to look at his visitor, and just continued to stare at the ceiling for a while.