When somebody loves you...

[attorneyatlol]

[Things at Wright & Co have been quiet since Maya's been needed in Kurain more often. When it's especially bad, Phoenix likes to fill the silence with music, sometimes classics like Sinatra, Tony Bennett, and Ella Fitzgerald (or "old fart music", as Maya would say, giving him a teasing look). Now happens to be one such time.

"All of Me" is currently streaming from his computer speakers. With his back to the door, he stands at the filing cabinet, attempting to organize his backlog of files as he taps his foot in time with the beat. Occasionally he hums or sings along, usually painfully out of key.]

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[samuraiprosecutor]

[It isn't until Edgeworth almost reaches the door that he finally registers what's playing. He pauses a few feet from the door as a trace of melancholy flashes across his face. His father was very fond of American standards and Sinatra in particular. Thanks to Wright's fondness for them, Miles has grown accustomed to listening to them and holding the memories they drum up at arm's length. It's worth the struggle: American standards generally mean Wright is in a very good mood.]

[Not that he's often in a bad mood. It's simply that his very good moods are so very enjoyable. Miles has begun to have a new...appreciation for this music.]

[Eventually he moves to the door, but he pauses there too, distracted from his purpose by the sight of Wright, his Wright, leaning over the filing cabinet and tapping his foot to the music. A smile breaks across Edgeworth's face as Wright starts to sing, only occasionally on key, and he continues to smile as he watches. How long will it take Wright to notice he's there? Only time will tell.]