[After Phoenix came home that night looking the way he did - grim, quiet, and brooding about something - Edgeworth hadn't pried. As it was, both of them needed to keep some secrets to themselves. Edgeworth himself had things he couldn't tell Phoenix, anyway. All he knew was that she was somehow injured.. though how or to what extent, he didn't want to make Phoenix feel gloomier than he already was by asking.

But confirming that she was healthy, minus the tired look and her bandaged hands, he grimaces at her comment, shrugging his shoulders and tugging on the fuzzy red jacket.]

It wasn't a good idea to ask Nurse Joy about dressing up Pip -- she wouldn't let me go home until I agreed to do this.