The nightmare's help mostly served to heighten his embarrassment, but Edgeworth could at least be grateful to be sitting somewhat under his own power, rather than lying there powerless. He couldn't bear to be helpless again, not even before a friend.

The barely contained rage that smoldered under the Corinthian's words drew him out of his self-absorbtion. He met his eyes for the first time since they arrived in his apartment, and his own eyes were wide with alarm. "Someone I suspect may be out of your reach. I'm not eager to find out for sure if I'm right."