If Sigi understood his tone or body language, he gave no sigh. The dog leaned into his grip, his mouth hanging open in a canine grin as he looked up at the nightmare with half-lidded eyes and drank in the attention.
It wasn't until they heard the toilet flush that the dog moved again, lifting his head to stare at the door to the hall. There was a hissing sound, followed by the brief rush of running water, and Sieghard abandoned his temporary companion just in time to meet Edgeworth at the door to the foyer.
Edgeworth smiled down at the dog and scratched his shaggy mane, then went to refill his wine before taking his seat again.
"Sorry," he said, finally looking at the Corinthian again. "Am I keeping you from something? If you need to leave...we can always finish this some other time." There was a question underneath the question, an unspoken request for an explanation (or perhaps simply reassurance that nothing was really wrong).
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It wasn't until they heard the toilet flush that the dog moved again, lifting his head to stare at the door to the hall. There was a hissing sound, followed by the brief rush of running water, and Sieghard abandoned his temporary companion just in time to meet Edgeworth at the door to the foyer.
Edgeworth smiled down at the dog and scratched his shaggy mane, then went to refill his wine before taking his seat again.
"Sorry," he said, finally looking at the Corinthian again. "Am I keeping you from something? If you need to leave...we can always finish this some other time." There was a question underneath the question, an unspoken request for an explanation (or perhaps simply reassurance that nothing was really wrong).