Once upon a time, when we thought of joining adstringendum...

[magic_act]

[hope you aren't in the middle of anything important, Edgeworth, because there's an insistent knock on your door]

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[samuraiprosecutor]

[and just like that, the girl unwittingly takes up a very particular spot in his heart. he knows that pain like he knows his own. he recognizes it for what it is and recognizes the effort it must cost her to hide it as she has. it's not a conscious decision or one he's even aware of making, but from this point forward he will do whatever it takes to protect this girl, both for her sake and the sake of the man who never shied away from doing whatever it took to protect him.]

[he gives her another, this time pained smile, swallows hard against the unexpected wave of emotions, and nods gently. as he never welcomes other people speaking about his father, he decides to shy away from the obviously sensitive subject of her former life and focus on safer ground.]

He has always done a better job of caring for others than caring for himself. I suppose it's about time someone returned the favor.

[if only that 'someone' hadn't been a child who should have been years from being burdened with such responsibilities.]

[magic_act]

Yep! And boy, does he need it! [golf club disappearing back into her cape, she folds her arms thoughtfully] Sometimes I think he'd forget to eat if I wasn't around to remind him...

[samuraiprosecutor]

[he tries not to be too distracted by the club apparently disappearing into thin air. how...? she really is a talent.]

[a smirk spreads across his lips as the focus settles firmly on Wright. any discussion of his friend and partner's shortcomings can be counted on to amuse him.]

[...except this particular shortcoming is one Edgeworth happens to share. damn.] There are times when other matters are so important that it becomes easy to overlook the basics. [his gaze wanders around the room now, never quite falling on her.]

[magic_act]

[that wandering gaze doesn't escape her notice. tsk tsk, Mr. Edgeworth... you, too?]

[she places her hands behind her back, smiling innocently] ...Did I mention I can cook?

[samuraiprosecutor]

[hint of a smirk.] I believe you did mention that. If you can make these supplies edible, I'll be more impressed than if you made them disappear into thin air.

[there's a trace of melancholy in the joke. before being dropped into this nightmare, he was used to gourmet fare, including occasionally cooking for himself using the finest ingredients available. aside from his friends and his work, that was one of the things he missed most about home.]

[magic_act]

Well, lucky for you I'm a professional in more than just magic! I'm an expert at preparing fine, quality meals with limited ingredients, too! [of course, judging by the taste of the Mr. Edgeworth she knows back home, the Wright family's definition of a fine, quality meal likely differs greatly from this Mr. Edgeworth's, but he doesn't need to know that part]