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He finally looked up at Cole. "Come with me? Please?"

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Edgeworth wiggled out of his grasp, stumbling a little. "I'll be fine. I think. I just. . . want to go home."

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He held onto Cole the whole way. "I can drive. I have a car." Whether he was in a fit state to do so was another matter entirely.

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It took a bit before he finally calmed down and stopped shaking. But he didn't move away from Cole. If anything he pressed closer, lifting his head enough to speak. "I. . . want to go home."

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Edgeworth buried himself in Cole's chest. Hiding, almost. He cried into his chest while he held him.

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He tensed at first. He looked up and down the hallway to make sure they were alone before slowly walking closer to Cole.

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More shifting before he spoke. He spoke quietly, barely above a whisper. "I don't want to be alone."

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"I am, but. . . I just vomited. It helped, sort of." Shifting. He looked down and grabbed at his sleeve.

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He came back out a few minutes later. His jabot was off and stuffed into his pocket. His skin was paler and clammy and his eyes were red and puffy. "I think. . . I think I'm okay now." A sniffle.

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He shook his head, squeezing his eyes closed. Then he suddenly stood up and rushed to the nearby restroom.

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He nodded, swallowing thickly. "It was the defendant. He. . . The case wasn't going his way and. . ." A gag. He covered his mouth with his hand.

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It took him a moment or two of taking deep breaths before he responded. ". . . I-I watched a man die. . . Right in front of me."

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Edgeworth put his head in his hands. "I still feel sick. . ."

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Glaring at @mujuraofchaos.bsky.social

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Taking a walk to clear his head.

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Surprisingly, he leaned into him. He took a few more deep breaths, fighting against his head and his stomach. Eventually, he seemed to calm down somewhat.

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Edgeworth shook his head. "Y-You don't know what happened in there. . . Y-You don't. . ." He shuddered. "It was awful. . ."

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It was several minutes of deep breaths and heavy swallows before he spoke again. ". . . I think I'm going to be sick."

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Edgeworth visibly flinched and looked up. He relaxed some when he realized who was standing there. "Leave me. . . please." He wrapped an arm around his middle and tried to take deep breaths.

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Edgeworth was near tears. The defense came out, just as shaken up as he was, but didn't notice him leaned against the wall with his hands on his knees. He wanted to go home. He wanted to curl up and never get up again. What would his mentor think? The thought alone made him gag.

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It was weeks later. His courtroom debut. Everything was going accordingly. Until it didn't. He was losing. The defense had a foothold he couldn't fight against. Then the defendant. . . Edgeworth stumbled out of the courtroom after everything was said and done. He was shaking, barely keeping it —

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Miles followed von Karma out to his car. They both got in and drove away. A part of Edgeworth wished Cole was still there, but that couldn't be helped.

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Edgeworth left with von Karma, leaving the box behind.

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"Hmph. No matter. The trial is won, naturally. The defense didn't stand a chance." Von Karma smiled to himself. "Naturally. No defense stands a chance against you." "Indeed. And soon that will be you if you keep your head on straight." "Of course." "Now, shall we be off?" Edgeworth cast a —

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Edgeworth stood up, took a deep breath and let his expression become neutral. He stood up straight as von Karma entered the room. "There you are. I told you to wait in the prosecutor's lobby." "My apologies, sir. It got too loud for me to focus on my—" "That's no excuse. You will be working in a —

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He blinked. "I'm sorry, I—" "Edgeworth!" "𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵!" He looked up at Cole in a panic. "I- you-. . . You can't be here." He hid the box under the chair he'd been sitting in.

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He fell silent. He rubbed his thumb against the side of his curled index finger absently while his mind wandered.

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"No. I need to be professional. I-I have an image to uphold. I can't be. . . I can't be fidgety."

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He shook his head. "It's childish is what it is. I. . . I'm a grown man."

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He dug his nails into the sleeve of his jacket. Then he caught himself doing it and stopped. "It's fine."

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Edgeworth seemed to shrink at the question. "I have a routine. One I must stick to every day to ensure my progress into becoming the best I can be. If I don't there's. . . consequences."

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"I won't." He closed the box. "He's not. . . He's not as bad as he seems. He's just. . . strict." And a perfectionist.

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"I'll figure something out." He did have his own apartment. Maybe he can hide it in a cabinet or something. . .

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"I should probably eat it now. Von Karma has me on a bit of a diet." More control over him, but he didn't realize it. He sat down nearby and opened the box again.

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A shaky sigh. Fidgeting with the box awkwardly.

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"I. . . Thank you."

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"Why are you doing this?"

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A soft gasp before quickly closing the box. It has been so long. . . "You. . . How did. . ." There has to be a catch. There always was.

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. . . He couldn't remember the last time he felt like someone cared about him. Even Franziska had drifted away. It was. . . overwhelming. He looked down at the box again and opened it.

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Edgeworth took the box and looked it over. He looked back up at Cole. ". . . Why are you doing this?"

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He grumbled. He won't listen to this. Perfection was everything, that's what he was taught. "You know nothing." He grabbed at his sleeve. "I am. . . I am his prodigy. I will live up to his name. That is what he's trained me to do, and that is what I will do."

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