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AND EVERY LAST INCH OF ME IS COVERED IN FRILLS I don't know how to do overflow posts correctly or seriously

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You do realize it would be a lot easier to just ask me a question only the real Miles Edgeworth would answer correctly...

[And lighter on his wallet.

Besides, do ghosts even think about snacks and the people who buy them? Do they even eat...]

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Well, if you insist.

[A DRAMATIC PAUSE]

Will you get me some snacks?

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[What a fancy mess he has gotten himself into. Again. He stares at her for a moment and sighs in resignation.]

Yes, I will.

...Just, be careful next time you find yourself in one of these fun houses.

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Aha, you passed the test! You're not a ghost at all!

[Clearly, her brilliant plan worked!]

[Now she's going to helpfully ignore whatever he just said (something about being careful?) and throw her arms around him in a hug.]

[WHAT DO]

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[...?!

WHAT DO? What he'll do is let out a little gasp in surprise when Maya hugs him. His eyes widen as he stares down at the huggy bitty.]

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[But surprisingly, he doesn't try to pull himself away from the hug. Edgeworth just sighs as if resigned to his fate of being hugged, and gives Maya a couple of pats on the back.

Thank goodness she's okay. Even if she had to put him through the ringer of proving that he isn't a ghostie.]

...I'm glad you're all right, at least.

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It's good to see you. [This is nothing. At least she only got snacks out of him. It could be worse.]

[The hug is short, but weirdly genuine. And even a little tight, for two people who weren't all that close. Almost like she thought she'd never see him again? Weird.]

[She breaks away pretty quickly, with a grin, after his sad little pats.]

...Wow. It looks like you've made some real progress, Mr. Edgeworth.

[She sounds... proud. Of him.]

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[Yes, it could be worse. She could end up smack in the middle of a murder in this world again. Nothing would change.

Edgeworth relaxes when Maya lets go, but shows no other signs of annoyance or discomfort. He is rather confused with what she says next.]

Progress...?

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[It could be much worse.]

[But as far as Maya's concerned, the last time she saw Edgeworth was the time she made him go WHOOOOOOOOP. So this is leaps and bounds from where he was at.]

Yep! [No elaboration. Off she goes instead, bouncing off to the snack stand]

Now come on! I'm starved!

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Hmph, all right. [Edgeworth shrugs and shakes his head, amused and at the same time...well, proud of how Maya can remain Maya no matter what happens. Then he follows her.

Perhaps buying her all the snacks she wants might help her acclimatize to her new surroundings.]