He's safe now. That's the important thing, Edgeworth. You can't blame yourself for something that he did on his own. He knew the risks, I'm sure.
Clutching his head, he grabs the bottle and cigarette from Edgeworth's hands; taking a mouthful of the alcohol and swallowing it with a grimace before setting the Scotch down between them. Taking a drag from the cigarette, he holds it idly between his fingers as he thinks.
I'll do what I can to help, Edgeworth.
He eyes the blanket from where he's sitting, debating with himself whether he wants to get up or not. After a minute, he stands, crossing the room and grabbing it, pulling it around his shoulders. Sitting down slowly, feeling a bit off-balance now, he takes another drag and offers the cigarette back to Edgeworth, exhaling slowly.
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Date: 2008-07-11 10:18 pm (UTC)Clutching his head, he grabs the bottle and cigarette from Edgeworth's hands; taking a mouthful of the alcohol and swallowing it with a grimace before setting the Scotch down between them. Taking a drag from the cigarette, he holds it idly between his fingers as he thinks.
I'll do what I can to help, Edgeworth.
He eyes the blanket from where he's sitting, debating with himself whether he wants to get up or not. After a minute, he stands, crossing the room and grabbing it, pulling it around his shoulders. Sitting down slowly, feeling a bit off-balance now, he takes another drag and offers the cigarette back to Edgeworth, exhaling slowly.
Thanks.