[ now he's back to incredulous. which is better than angry, at least, but there's a pause while he considers just shoving edgeworth out bodily. he runs a hand over his face in frustration and closes the door - doesn't slam it, thankfully. but it's a controlled sort of calm, which isn't much better.
he doesn't lean back against the wall again, just crosses his arms over his chest and closes his eyes for a second to regain some kind of balance. when he finally looks back at edgeworth, he doesn't look any less pissed off - but he's keeping it in check, so there's that. ]
Fine. But you don't know the first thing about my world, and I don't need your preaching.
[ he judges himself enough. it's a cheat, telling edgeworth he's not allowed, but he doesn't care. not right now. because he's not talking about his universe - he's talking about his world, the supernatural and the dark, and it has its own set of rules. if he tries to live by the ones he used to believe in, he can't even justify living. ]
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he doesn't lean back against the wall again, just crosses his arms over his chest and closes his eyes for a second to regain some kind of balance. when he finally looks back at edgeworth, he doesn't look any less pissed off - but he's keeping it in check, so there's that. ]
Fine. But you don't know the first thing about my world, and I don't need your preaching.
[ he judges himself enough. it's a cheat, telling edgeworth he's not allowed, but he doesn't care. not right now. because he's not talking about his universe - he's talking about his world, the supernatural and the dark, and it has its own set of rules. if he tries to live by the ones he used to believe in, he can't even justify living. ]