ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

I don't know. Because he's the first person who actually believes me about it, I guess? No one did that before, so. I thought he was different. [Maybe he set the bar too low.]

[agoodname]

"Alright. So that makes sense. Logical conclusion to make." [he pauses] "What about his why?"

[enigmaster]

His? [uuuugh noooo he doesn't want to think about that]

[agoodname]

"Yeah. Now, I'm not sayin' it should clear his name or anything. He still made you feel like crap and told your secret to someone else. But everybody does something for a reason. And sometimes, when they're trying to do something for a good reason, people mess up. So the why can be important."

[enigmaster]

Sure, okay. He was trying to help, because he decided on his own that my judgement didn't matter and clearly he knew better than me. That definitely helps his case so much. [.......he might be incredibly bitter right now]

[agoodname]

"Is that what he said?"

[enigmaster]

...No. [don't you logic at him HE WANTS TO BE MAD FOREVER.....]

[agoodname]

"I'm not saying that it isn't what he thought. I don't know." [he shrugs] "Maybe it was. Fact 'a the matter is, we don't know why he did what he did. We do know that it hurt you, though, so you're mad about that. Which makes sense. I'd be mad, too."

[enigmaster]

Kind of ironic that he's just so concerned about me getting hurt that he goes and does it himself. [good going, Oswald]

[agoodname]

"A bit, yeah. But not really ironic in the funny way, is it."

[enigmaster]

No, not really. [...] I guess I should get back eventually.

[agoodname]

"I guess." [Butch hums a bit, thoughtful] "We've still got another half of a game to finish, though, if you're interested."

[enigmaster]

...Sure. Okay.

[He'll do that first. Try to work out whatever other feelings he can doing that.

Once that's over with, though, he... should get home. It's late.]

[agoodname]

[then Butch'll escort him back home, dropping him off at the front door]

"Have a good night, yeah?" [he smiles a bit] "And good luck."

[enigmaster]

...Sure. Thanks.

[And... in he goes. Luckily the elevator lights seem to be fixed, so he can just go up that without any problems.

Once he's on the 32nd floor, he hesitates a little by the door, but. Well. He did say he should go back.

He enters.]

[agoodname]

[most of the lights are on when he gets back. It's...rather quiet, though, save for a soft, quiet singing from the living room.

At the sound of the door, however, it quiets, and a moment later, Elijah's peeking his head around the corner. He looks mildly surprised to see him, but also relieved.]

"Ah--Edward. You're back." [he's coming out from the corner, then]

[enigmaster]

[Edward swallows, immediately kind of regretting this, but. He nods.] Yeah, uh... Hi.

[agoodname]

"...I'm afraid we missed what happened." [he looks a bit concerned]

"Are you alright?"

[enigmaster]

[Okay, well... That's kind of a relief, almost?] ...Perfectly fine, yes.

[agoodname]

[. . . . . . . .]

"...oh dear." [MMMMMM YEAH this all looks really really fine. Elijah clasps his hands in front of himself, looking rather more concerned]

"Whatever it was...it was quite bad, then."

[enigmaster]

... [He doesn't... really want to talk about that again. Especially not with Oswald's father.] Just a little. Is Oswald still up?

[agoodname]

"I'm...afraid not. He feel asleep a bit ago, though it hasn't been very long. No more than fifteen minutes or so."

[enigmaster]

[Edward isn't sure if he's relieved or not. He's gonna go with yes.] Good. [He's a little surprised at how bitter he still sounds.] I'm going to get some sleep too, then.

[agoodname]

[...oof. Elijah blinks, a bit startled at that. Yes, he'd said it was bad, but....that confirms it.]

"Ah. Yes, of course--"

"Edward." [but of course, it couldn't be that easy. Gertrude's appearing now, too, wringing her hands, looking rather worried] "Edward, what did my son do?"

[enigmaster]

[Edward is already starting to move, when Gertrude appears and he freezes. Ah. Hell.] ...Do we have to talk about this right now? [He really, really doesn't want to.]