[Much like Wright, Edgeworth fears the worst. The response he gets isn’t very heartening, either. Silence stifles them (or perhaps only him), and his guilt smothers him.]
[When he finally feels Wright’s gentle fingers on his, caressing with such care, he chances a skittish look at his partner: Wright’s eyes are on the television, but he’s not seeing it any more than Edgeworth sees the book in his hands. Edgeworth’s throat closes up, making it hard to swallow, but he lets his partner take his hand. His eyes are still focused on the book now held awkwardly in his other hand, stuck on one page without the other hand to switch it. He wants to be angry with Wright for putting him in this position. Wright knows what he’s like, what he’s capable of. To expect so much more of him without even a moment’s notice (and, to his mind, so early in their relationship) is unfair, and the disappointment Edgeworth imagines rolling off of his partner should by all rights be offensive. If he had only waited until Miles made the first move…]
[Edgeworth wants to feel that way. All he can feel is guilt and regret and a blinding longing for something he won’t ever have. It was never meant to be this hard. Miles says none of these things, only squeezes Phoenix's hand in what's meant to be a reassuring gesture, and the quiet deepens around them.]
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[When he finally feels Wright’s gentle fingers on his, caressing with such care, he chances a skittish look at his partner: Wright’s eyes are on the television, but he’s not seeing it any more than Edgeworth sees the book in his hands. Edgeworth’s throat closes up, making it hard to swallow, but he lets his partner take his hand. His eyes are still focused on the book now held awkwardly in his other hand, stuck on one page without the other hand to switch it. He wants to be angry with Wright for putting him in this position. Wright knows what he’s like, what he’s capable of. To expect so much more of him without even a moment’s notice (and, to his mind, so early in their relationship) is unfair, and the disappointment Edgeworth imagines rolling off of his partner should by all rights be offensive. If he had only waited until Miles made the first move…]
[Edgeworth wants to feel that way. All he can feel is guilt and regret and a blinding longing for something he won’t ever have. It was never meant to be this hard. Miles says none of these things, only squeezes Phoenix's hand in what's meant to be a reassuring gesture, and the quiet deepens around them.]