[Apart from Edgeworth's desk, there are shelves of files, folders and books. There's a window opening out to the streets, and a corkboard with some documents and post-it notes on them, along with a list of the contact details of the top brass in the police force. It's a standard secretary's office, although it's not quite an Edgeworth office. Not yet, anyway.

The curtains on the window are burgundy though. And his tea set is quite fancy.

He lowers his cup, his expression calm and attentive. Yeah no, your smooth subject changes can't fool him!!!

...he'll get back to that later.]

I'm fine, as well. And I figured your behavior must have been a side effect of something. You don't have to apologize. [Edgeworth waves a hand dismissively, briefly.

He pauses before adding:]

We were fewer when I first arrived.