[Phoenix's smile widens, and he appreciatively combs his fingers through Miles' hair once more, before his hold shifts to a loose embrace around the man's shoulders.
As a comfortable silence falls between them, he cracks his eyes open only to be met with a rare, soft smile gracing Edgeworth's lips. Something deep inside his chest aches at the sight, pleasant and painful and yearning, and he suddenly finds it difficult to breathe and impossible to close his eyes again.
Around them, Sinatra's smooth voice carries on.
Who knows where the road will lead us Only a fool would say]
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As a comfortable silence falls between them, he cracks his eyes open only to be met with a rare, soft smile gracing Edgeworth's lips. Something deep inside his chest aches at the sight, pleasant and painful and yearning, and he suddenly finds it difficult to breathe and impossible to close his eyes again.
Around them, Sinatra's smooth voice carries on.
Who knows where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say]