[He pulls in a few deep breaths to still his voice, sure that it's going to tremble when he talks again; it does, despite his efforts.]
If... that's what you want.
I just want to do what you want.
[There's so much more he'd like to say here, but the certainty that it would make Edgeworth run far away and never come back to him keeps him from it.
"There is something you could do."
"I don't have to think about it; I never want to leave you, not really."
"I asked you for other suggestions. Why didn't you offer anything if you really don't want me to stop talking to you?"
But he voices none of these as he sits, crumpling a page of the journal in his fist out of nerves, careful not to tear it out even so. Really, there's very little he feels safe saying, except one thing, laden with all the burdensome emotions weighing on his heart and yet almost silly in its innocence.]
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Date: 2012-06-13 06:14 am (UTC)From:If... that's what you want.
I just want to do what you want.
[There's so much more he'd like to say here, but the certainty that it would make Edgeworth run far away and never come back to him keeps him from it.
"There is something you could do."
"I don't have to think about it; I never want to leave you, not really."
"I asked you for other suggestions. Why didn't you offer anything if you really don't want me to stop talking to you?"
But he voices none of these as he sits, crumpling a page of the journal in his fist out of nerves, careful not to tear it out even so. Really, there's very little he feels safe saying, except one thing, laden with all the burdensome emotions weighing on his heart and yet almost silly in its innocence.]
I still really like you, Miles.