ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

....I'm sorry. [that's....pretty horrible honestly] That won't be the pattern here.

[enigmaster]

I'm... glad it's not. I just, you know... try to never get my hopes up. [He wasn't expecting this.] I've never actually stayed with anyone for more than a few months at most. [And that was with people who had to take him in.]

[agoodname]

You can stay with me as long as you like. No matter what.

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[enigmaster]

[It's... a lot, really. That's not something he ever thought he'd hear. At least, not sincerely. But Oswald... really seems to mean it. For a moment, he just... stares. Not sure what to say or do or... what. But then...]

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[enigmaster]

...Thank you. [Edward is smiling. It's the first time he's done that that Oswald has seen. And it's... the first time he's done that in years, honestly. It's amazing, how different it makes him look. A lot softer, less tense. As young as he is, but in a good way. Like he's put the heavy weight he's always carrying down for a moment.]

[agoodname]

[Ah. Edward's smiling. And Oswald can't help but stare because he just looks...happy. He looks happy and free and it makes his stomach tie into knots to see it because that's how Edward should look all the time. He shouldn't be burdened by whatever's happened to him in the past; he doesn't deserve that. This is what he deserves--to be able to smile, like that. And it feels a bit like Oswald's heart might explode just from looking at him.] You're welcome. [it's immensely, irrevocably fond, and he's looking at Edward like there's nothing more important in the world than him right now. Because there isn't]

[enigmaster]

[He feels happy and that's... odd, isn't it? When was the last time he felt genuinely happy, without immediately trying to stop the feeling? At least four years ago, by now, surely...] I guess I'm pretty lucky you're the one who got assigned my case, huh? [If things had happened just a little differently, would they be here now? Probably not. So he's... glad.]

[agoodname]

I was going to say I think I'm the lucky one. [:>] I insulted Meroni at just the right moment, seems like~

[enigmaster]

You think so...? [Oswald considering himself lucky is aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh???] ...Your assessment of him was very accurate.

[agoodname]

It was, wasn't it? [his smile curls into a smirk] Definitely a bull in a china shop.

[enigmaster]

[Edward laughs softly, at that. It kind of has the sound of someone very out of practice at that.] Very much so. I can't say I cared for him much...

[agoodname]

[aaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHH HE LAUGHED A LITTLE] Most people don't care much for him. He's an idiot. He get by on mostly luck and money.

[enigmaster]

That seems right... I'm glad he didn't end up spending too much time in court, during my case... You timed your entrance very well.

[agoodname]

Thank you. It was absolutely on purpose so that you would think I was cool and not at all accidental.

[enigmaster]

Of course. No luck involved whatsoever. [Edward scoots... slightly closer. Not... Not quite touching Oswald, but nearly.] It definitely worked.

[agoodname]

I'm glad to hear that all my careful planning came to fruition. I worked quite hard on it. [lskdfhslhfs trying not to kind of freak out that Edward just scooted closer BREATHE OSWALD]

[enigmaster]

I'm sure. [Oswald...... ur cute] You are making somewhat of a habit of saving me, you know.

[agoodname]

[no UR cute] It's a perfectly reasonable habit to have.

[enigmaster]

[NO U] Pretty sure you're the only one who thinks that.

[agoodname]

Well. I can't imagine anyone else whose opinion on this matters, quite frankly.

[enigmaster]

...You really don't care, do you? [it's just odd not bad, but odd]

[agoodname]

About their opinion?

Absolutely not. Why should I?

[enigmaster]

I don't know. Most people care about what others think.

[agoodname]

[he shrugs a shoulder] Only as long as it suits my needs.

Theirs clearly doesn't, so why should I bother with it or them?

[enigmaster]

Mm... That makes sense. [Edward carefully, hesitantly, starts reaching out, like he's thinking about taking Oswald's hand, but he. Stops himself. Loses his nerve. He swallows and glances away.] I used to care about what people thought, but that got... exhausting, eventually.