[There was always an act that, once - a very long time ago - had provided Edgeworth with an ultimate comfort. He'd even dream of it. It's been many, many years since he had experienced it, but he would frequently recall the memories of the faceless someone -his father, of course - indulging him in this soothing act of affection. He craves it now, and he couldn't think of a better person to ask this of...]
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Date: 2012-07-25 04:42 am (UTC)From:...Would you...
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...Would you scratch my head, please?