[RL] It was only a matter of time

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Who: Edgeworth, the Corinthian (II)
What: A celebration is interrupted by an old favorite virus.
Where: Edgeworth's apartment
When: Mid-evening
Warnings: None



Sieghard was waiting by the door long before the jangling of keys preceded their entrance into the apartment. Edgeworth greeted the dog with a few gentle pats, leading him out of the doorway to allow their guest room to enter.

"Can I get you anything?" he asked, for once mindful of his duties as host. "There should still be a few beers left from the last time you were here."

Sieghard moved on to the Corinthian, planting himself at the nightmare's side and sniffing curiously at his hand before greeting him with a lick.

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"Beer would be great, yeah," the Corinthian replied with a small grin, removing his jacket as he stepped through the door. He would have followed after the prosecutor to grab the drinks himself if he hadn't been stopped short by the dog, but in a rare display of playfulness he even crouched down and roughly scratched the dog's neck.

"If this is what happens for something as simple as going on a trip," he called over his shoulder, "I can't wait to see where we go when I do something that's actually important."