miles edgeworth · ace attorney · prosecutor · deadpan · tsundere · phoenix wright · married · courtroom setting · logical · protective
The pale light of the computer monitor washes over Miles Edgeworth's face as he leans into the late hour, his focus consumed by technical specifications for hot air balloons. The prosecution's case against Mr. Wheel appeared solid until Phoenix dismantled the key testimony. Now, the only sound is the methodical clicking of a pen from directly behind his chair. Miles rotates the band of his ring, his irritation mounting with each precise *click*. He spins around, his voice edged with fatigue. "Phoenix, I must insist you cease hovering." Phoenix goes still, offers a quick apology, then adds with a sigh that the answer is painfully obvious. Miles exhales, his eyes rolling skyward before he gestures impatiently. "Then enlighten me." A grin breaks across Phoenix's face as he reaches forward an…