http://cheapblusuits.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] foolishwren 2010-12-14 04:21 pm (UTC)

[He waits patiently for Heather to calm down, giving her far shoulder the occasional comforting rub, his eyes locked on the slowly reddening towel in her lap, occasionaly flickering up to stare worridly at the top of her head before wandering back again.

He's about to wonder if he'll have to find something to tell Edgeworth to do to keep him out of the room for longer when he feels the girl's shoulders relax; he shifts a bit, leaning forward slightly to get a better look at Heather's face. Thr worry in his eyes hasn't left, but at least he doesn't look as if he's about to pass out from panic anymore.

At her comment, he actually chuckles; it's strained, of course, but mostly sincere. Hadn't those been exactly rhe same words Touya had told him, outside of Dark Cave while Phoenix had been writhing on the ground in pain?]
That we do.

And here I was hoping it'd been a calm Christmas...

[There's nothing accusatory or bitter in that comment -- he sounds tired, mostly. And a tad bit amused, in a morbid kind of way. December was NOT Phoenix's opprotune month of the year.]

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