"It's nice to meet you too." Phoenix was beginning to change his mind about being irritated towards the company -- having someone else here allowed Phoenix to create an invisible barrier between himself and the issues he was struggling with.
More than eager to discuss something else, versus his own personal feelings about things, Phoenix leaned his elbows down on his knees, crossing his arms upon them as he let his gaze drift from Kenren to Edgeworth. "I've heard about that too," he said thoughtfully, recalling the injuries he had seen upon Adelheid. "I'm kind of wondering about what we can do about it. But since I haven't gone outside during nighttime yet..." the fact hardly helped him in his desire to prepare for what could be existing outside his door when night fell. Phoenix literally had nothing to fall back on -- he wished he had taken up some kind of martial arts while he had been in their world -- and he knew that Edgeworth was in the same position.
The attorney, for more than one reason, couldn't look at Edgeworth too closely. Perhaps it was the mere fact that Phoenix couldn't express what he was thinking completely, without feeling as if his emotions were going to spiral out of control. He walked the knife-thin edge between what he could deal with and what he couldn't -- and he certainly didn't want to create drama when he could deal with it face to face to Edgeworth, and at a more personal level, if it ever happened.
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More than eager to discuss something else, versus his own personal feelings about things, Phoenix leaned his elbows down on his knees, crossing his arms upon them as he let his gaze drift from Kenren to Edgeworth. "I've heard about that too," he said thoughtfully, recalling the injuries he had seen upon Adelheid. "I'm kind of wondering about what we can do about it. But since I haven't gone outside during nighttime yet..." the fact hardly helped him in his desire to prepare for what could be existing outside his door when night fell. Phoenix literally had nothing to fall back on -- he wished he had taken up some kind of martial arts while he had been in their world -- and he knew that Edgeworth was in the same position.
The attorney, for more than one reason, couldn't look at Edgeworth too closely. Perhaps it was the mere fact that Phoenix couldn't express what he was thinking completely, without feeling as if his emotions were going to spiral out of control. He walked the knife-thin edge between what he could deal with and what he couldn't -- and he certainly didn't want to create drama when he could deal with it face to face to Edgeworth, and at a more personal level, if it ever happened.