"Beyond the fact that this will be the first real meal I've had since last evening and the community is doing its best to interrupt it? No, not particularly." Edgeworth managed to keep his voice relatively steady as he answered, even adding a hint of growing irritation in for good measure, but all the while his mind was reeling.

It was blatantly apparent he couldn't allow the man to go home. Considering the kind of secrets Webb might be hiding, unleashing his shadow on any unsuspecting innocents could be catastrophic. The man was equally dangerous on their own world, and as long as he had Edgeworth's phone there was no way for him to reach someone who might be able to help.

While his mind ran, panicked, through all the possibilities, the light changed. Before crossing the street, he glanced at his companion and said, as casually as he could, "You're certain the Corinthian isn't an option? Being busy never seemed to stop him from answering my requests for transportation."