"...yes, well, I would say that's par for the course with Wright," Edgeworth said dryly, even while a vague hint of amusement hit him at just how characteristic Phoenix's arrival appeared to be. In comparison, his first day had been rather uneventful - well, as uneventful as things seemed to go at the institute, in any case - and some part of him began to wonder just how Phoenix had managed to befriend someone that he had made such an...interesting impact on.

"He's reliable, certainly, but he appears to be the antithesis of the idea of 'self-preservation'. I only managed to find him because he decided not to follow the convenient trail of light from his flashlight and instead he apparently focused on anything else that wasn't directly in front of him." And it wasn't the only time that night Phoenix had decided to walk into him or something less important in the darkness, but that went without saying.