He reacts before he can stop himself, hand curling into a fist as he hits Edgeworth across the cheek. It's a good enough hit, the Scotch only just starting to effect him, though he's sure it will hit hard in a minute.
He glowers, dropping his hand to his side, daring Edgeworth to hit him back with a single look, the desire to take out everything he'd been holding back for weeks on the other man rising up in him so quickly that he nearly strikes him again.
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He glowers, dropping his hand to his side, daring Edgeworth to hit him back with a single look, the desire to take out everything he'd been holding back for weeks on the other man rising up in him so quickly that he nearly strikes him again.