[When Edgeworth receives this message, it is as if his heart suddenly sprouted tiny cherub wings and started fluttering around his ribcage...and he doesn't know why. And he is inordinately puzzled that Quistis would think that way of him. He might even be a bit...offended. That bit of him he shoves into the back of his head.]
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What on Earth makes you think that, Miss Trepe?