[An unusual 'gift,' which can cause the recipient so much pain. Edgeworth frowns lightly, that protective streak flaring up briefly, bright and warm. Still, when he speaks his tone is something closer to his usual, dry tone, revealing less of the emotions continuing to bubble inside him.]

It's true I have always valued my boundaries...but I suppose I can't fault you for receiving that which I was undoubtedly projecting with considerable force.

[He hesitates a moment, his eyes flicking away, before continuing.] It is never fair when such heavy responsibilities fall on the shoulders of someone so young, but that will not stop them from falling. It is then left to us to make the choice: persevere or be crushed under their weight.