[Phoenix mentally flinches at the words, correctly divining the reason behind them. It's only too obvious, after all. Guilt rears its head again, and he chances another glance in Edgeworth's direction, an apology on the tip of his tongue... but before he can get the words out, the reasoning side of his brain takes hold.
What should I have to apologize for? he asks himself. It's not as if I did anything wrong...
He's not eager to talk about this, however, nor have his guilt and embarrassment abated enough to justify calling the man out. He simply nods, stretches, and valiantly hopes that his voice sounds as neutral as he wants it to be when he responds.]
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What should I have to apologize for? he asks himself. It's not as if I did anything wrong...
He's not eager to talk about this, however, nor have his guilt and embarrassment abated enough to justify calling the man out. He simply nods, stretches, and valiantly hopes that his voice sounds as neutral as he wants it to be when he responds.]
Alright, well... See you in bed, I guess.