I should have plenty of that. [And he started to head into the back rooms, Pess trotting behind. A part of him, the nine year-old Miles Edgeworth, wanted to go back to his father and hug him tightly so that he would not disappear again.
But the older Miles Edgeworth was stubborn. He was going to get through this, tell his father what happened and be all dignified......
And maybe cry alone later.
When Miles finally entered the kitchen, he felt Pess nuzzle against his right leg. He patted her on the head for comfort, breathing in and out deeply, preparing not to break down in front of his father...
Wait, he forgot the tea!
Miles quickly starts brewing some. He shouldn't be long, Gregory.]
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But the older Miles Edgeworth was stubborn. He was going to get through this, tell his father what happened and be all dignified......
And maybe cry alone later.
When Miles finally entered the kitchen, he felt Pess nuzzle against his right leg. He patted her on the head for comfort, breathing in and out deeply, preparing not to break down in front of his father...
Wait, he forgot the tea!
Miles quickly starts brewing some. He shouldn't be long, Gregory.]