[Edgeworth is too distracted by Wright's expression to feel what he's feeling. It isn't often he sees him like this, so contemplative, and never is that look directed at him, as he feels it is now. It's extremely perplexing.]
[Eventually Wright shrugs very slightly and his face flushes. Edgeworth waits for the Wax Philosophical Phoenix Wright Power Hour that often follows those looks, but he is disappointed. Whatever he was thinking about, he doesn't seem interested in sharing. Under other circumstances Edgeworth might have pushed for answers. He almost does, in fact, but something tells him perhaps this isn't for him to hear. If Wright wanted him to know, he would undoubtedly tell him. Ordinarily the man can't keep his mouth shut.]
[Finally he shrugs in response, a smoothly elegant gesture, and rests his forehead against Wright's, still swaying.] I should be getting back to work...soon.
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[Eventually Wright shrugs very slightly and his face flushes. Edgeworth waits for the Wax Philosophical Phoenix Wright Power Hour that often follows those looks, but he is disappointed. Whatever he was thinking about, he doesn't seem interested in sharing. Under other circumstances Edgeworth might have pushed for answers. He almost does, in fact, but something tells him perhaps this isn't for him to hear. If Wright wanted him to know, he would undoubtedly tell him. Ordinarily the man can't keep his mouth shut.]
[Finally he shrugs in response, a smoothly elegant gesture, and rests his forehead against Wright's, still swaying.] I should be getting back to work...soon.
[But not just yet.]