Another reflexive nod, and for one brief moment the nightmare's expression fell completely, the blank mask crumbling.

He'd been right. It wasn't necessarily a bad thought, but for some reason his chest grew even tighter. He'd already known this was exactly the answer he would get, if it ever came out. It wasn't as if it came as a surprise to him at all. He'd been prepared for it since he finally realized he thought of the other man that way.

So why did it still have to sting like it did....?

"Don't be." He shifted, hands going into his pockets for a lack of better things to do with them. He never actually met Edgeworth's eye. "....I should still go. I have other things to do."