[It isn't easy, but he manages, and when he has successfully deposited Edgeworth, he sits on the side of the bed himself. How could anyone sleep through something like that? He vaguely remembers Edgeworth telling him once that he's stopped having nightmares, and he wonders if that's true. Certainly this sleeping man doesn't look like one troubled by dark memories.
And that kind of makes Phoenix feel good. He smiles and touches Edgeworth's hair, marveling to himself that he's at all getting the chance to do so. Not that he's ever just sat around wanting to, or anything... of course.
Maybe it's the wine, but he soon decides he's sleepy, too, and without a second thought, he stretches out next to Edgeworth, not too close, but near enough that the other man's scent and the sound of his even breaths start to lull Phoenix into a half-sleep state, too.]
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And that kind of makes Phoenix feel good. He smiles and touches Edgeworth's hair, marveling to himself that he's at all getting the chance to do so. Not that he's ever just sat around wanting to, or anything... of course.
Maybe it's the wine, but he soon decides he's sleepy, too, and without a second thought, he stretches out next to Edgeworth, not too close, but near enough that the other man's scent and the sound of his even breaths start to lull Phoenix into a half-sleep state, too.]