[For a moment, he just stands there, hugging a tree's trunk and Miles Edgeworth's waist, savoring for a few seconds the feeling of Edgeworth's arm around him, too. He doesn't linger long--just enough to breathe in, once, and etch this scene into his memory--and then he lets go of the other man with a chuckle.]
You're fine, you're fine. Look. You made it over here.
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Date: 2012-07-23 05:09 am (UTC)From:You're fine, you're fine. Look. You made it over here.