He didn't have to ask twice. From the moment of the first attack, from the moment of grabbing the pipe and closing in, even, Benny's blood pulsed violently in his ears, nerves on fire with adrenaline. He couldn't even fight down the grin on his face, eyes wide and shining with excitement.

He followed quickly, throwing a quick glance around to see if they had witnesses. With Edgeworth held in place by Luciano, he could aim the next strike better, and it came, relentless and brutal, right into Edgeworth's knees with all the strength a tough, but skinny 15-year-old could put behind it.

And despite trying half-heartedly to keep it down, he let out a shout of excitement. "Homerun, fucking homerun, Charlie! How big you feeling now, hey?"