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Good day. This is Miles Edgeworth.

I cannot accommodate you at the moment, but please leave a message and I will respond as soon as possible.

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I wasn't until I began to train myself.

[His voice is curt, but there is something about it that's...reassuring. As if telling Apollo that Edgeworth was once in his place.]

And I haven't stopped. [He had been quick to search for people he could spar with in the colony.]

Um...Edgeworth-san? Are you there?

I really wanted to say I'm sorry about what happened before. I don't why I acted so mean but I think you're a great knight though!

[Sniffle]

I'm just...really really sorry.

Hello, Takeru.

[A pause. Oh no, the kid was crying.]

It's all right. I too must apologize for my terrible behavior, even though events like these are not uncommon.

It seems like it would happen all the time! And after going to the jungle and whatever was going in ViViD when I got here.

[Another sniffle]

But it's okay though! At least everything's okay for now right?

[...]

Mind if I ask you something though? You're not sick are you?

No, I'm not. But it sounds like you are.

[There is a note of worry in his voice. Everything is certainly NOT okay with people getting sick like this.]

[As he kept on sniffling, the only thing the boy could do was just mumble to himself]

T-Then you're lucky! I wish I wasn't because it really stinks! I don't want to be inside all day long! I want to go out and help people!

There's no avoiding it, then. [This time he sounds more resigned to the idea than trying to find some way around it. He exhales quietly again.]

How did you decide what kind of weapon to learn? [He had seen so many on the battlefield in ViViD, he isn't sure where to start.]

[Uh oh indeed. Even if she came out here with a purpose..... that won't stop her from filling the black hole known as her stomach.]

[She's momentarily distracted by the menu]

Wow, these pictures all look so great...!

You wouldn't be of much use if you went out sick. You're better off resting until you're better.

I wanted a weapon that is easily controlled, like a sword. Contrast that with a gun; once you fire a bullet, you have no control over its destination.

Good point. [He wouldn't even have thought of that.]

I'll... look into it. Weapons. I think I should do some more research before I make a decision.

[He looks up from the menu in his hands.]

And they taste better than they look, I assure you.

[Maybe he shouldn't have said that, but he just really likes this cafe that much.] Let me know when you're ready to order.

[He really shouldn't have, she's practically drooling]

I can order anything, right?

[Edgeworth don't fall into this trap]

A drink and a pastry of your choice.

[He and his wallet should tread carefully, this is Maya territory. So Edgeworth decides to set a limit. At least even the most expensive items here are still within his price range...as long as he only gets one of each.]

[Can you hear that? That's the sound of a boy wincing a little]

I-I know. I should be sleeping and getting better. [mumble mumble] Just wish I could get better faster…

We can only do so much to help speed up your recovery.

[Especially when the illness is one that doesn't respond as readily as the typical common cold.]

[That, and Edgeworth was often paired up with people who turned into bladed Weapons.]

You should try some of them while training at the gym to see which weapon you're most comfortable with.

I will. [He's definitely quieter than he'd normally be, but he has a lot on his mind now.]

Thank you, Mr. Edgeworth. I wouldn't have known who else to ask for advice if I hadn't seen you fighting in the game.

[The way he phrases it probably sounds odd enough--after all, he knows what Phoenix is here, too.]

Then do you have any ideas on how? I tried getting a lot of sleep but...that didn't help. And I tried to get as much medicine too but it really seems like nothing is working!

I don't really know what else to do anymore!

[And he was starting to sound really desperate here!]

Hmm...it's difficult to say. The illness doesn't seem to respond as readily as it should.

[He pauses, then - ]

Make sure you're eating.

You're welcome. [He's better off asking Edgeworth, really.] See you at the gym.

Of course, I would be eating! If I didn't, I would be really hungry by now!

[Hmmmm] But all I had was a lot of soup though. Isn't that usually suppose to be what helps you make you feel better too?

[That...wasn't what I meant.]

Yes, but do try to eat something more substantial if you can.

You mean like an apple or something? I could try that too but um...

[Mumble mumble]

....I...haven't really eaten much outside of soup though. I'm just not very hungry lately.

See you around, Mr. Edgeworth.

[There's a brief exhale, like a sigh, and then the soft click of the call ending.]

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