[doesn’t feel as threatened as the boy probably hopes. just by looking at him Edgeworth can tell he’s got quite a few inches and pounds on the boy; he doesn’t hesitate in pointing the fact out by giving him a very deliberate, obviously skeptical once-over, but the effect is diminished when the survey is curtailed as soon as his gaze dips to the bare legs Edgeworth had forgotten about.]

[...not to mention Edgeworth’s surreptitious step back as the branch comes a bit too close for comfort. he cocks an eyebrow, answering dryly:]

‘Any unnecessary steps that are necessary?’ I’m not the one swinging around a weapon. And as the...silk pajamas should make fairly clear, I’m not carrying one, either.

[spreads his arms slightly to demonstrate.]

[pause; genuinely questioning] Fire Nation?