*He keeps his eyes on the bottle, then on the cotton, bracing himself for the inevitable. Edgeworth does have a point about the infirmary, and he'd really rather not take the chance of needing to go to one again.
The second remark catches him off guard. He'd forgotten about that...and was kind of expecting Edgeworth to also. Well, since he apparently hasn't, he probably ought to tell him... Except it wasn't really a yes or no question and... right, his PDA is over on the table. So how is he supposed to answer?
So he is, unfortunately, not looking when Edgeworth applies the antiseptic. When it touches his wound he gasps and hisses, nearly jerking away before he remembers not to, and frowns, biting his lip. Okay, sure, it hurts, but jumping through that thorn bush hurt worse...probably. This isn't exactly done yet...*
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The second remark catches him off guard. He'd forgotten about that...and was kind of expecting Edgeworth to also. Well, since he apparently hasn't, he probably ought to tell him... Except it wasn't really a yes or no question and... right, his PDA is over on the table. So how is he supposed to answer?
So he is, unfortunately, not looking when Edgeworth applies the antiseptic. When it touches his wound he gasps and hisses, nearly jerking away before he remembers not to, and frowns, biting his lip. Okay, sure, it hurts, but jumping through that thorn bush hurt worse...probably. This isn't exactly done yet...*