[Phoenix appreciates the gesture, though it does nothing to stop him suffering the effects of the continued silence. His self-assurance and reasoning begin to flag, leaving him with conflicting feelings of embarrassment, guilt, and frustration therein. It really shouldn't matter so much, but...
But he's just going to further ruin the night if he keeps dwelling on it, he realizes.
Squeezing Edgeworth's hand in return, he pulls it towards him for a brief kiss before he abruptly sits up, needing to put some emotional and physical distance between himself and this stifling atmosphere.
With no more than a glance in Edgeworth's direction, he stands.]
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But he's just going to further ruin the night if he keeps dwelling on it, he realizes.
Squeezing Edgeworth's hand in return, he pulls it towards him for a brief kiss before he abruptly sits up, needing to put some emotional and physical distance between himself and this stifling atmosphere.
With no more than a glance in Edgeworth's direction, he stands.]
I should probably eat something...