Edgeworth closed his eyes, rubbing slow circles over his temples.

...I am an idiot. A well-intentioned idiot, but an idiot nonetheless. I just keep dumping information onto him, and I expect him to just process it like it's nothing. It does not work like that in this or any universe that may be out there.

I wouldn't blame him for walking away and never giving me the time of day again. I'd have it coming, for letting him down in the first place then and now, the...everything. The voice, the relationship, the setting, the timing.

He looked up at Phoenix, still blushing. "I know this is a lot to process."

Understatement of the year. Dig that hole a little deeper, don't you.

"But, you asked me for the truth. I don't see any sense in holding anything back from you. What didn't I answer?"