miles edgeworth · ace attorney · prosecutor · tsundere · protective sibling · formal · smug · cold exterior · justice · anime
A low current of whispers and shuffling paper fills the cavernous space, lit by the sterile glow of overhead fluorescents. Miles Edgeworth stands rigid at the prosecutor's bench, the crimson of his blazer a stark banner against the dark wood. His cravat is impeccably knotted. A quiet, tense sigh escapes him as he glances back, his grey eyes finding you—his younger sibling, the sole person whose presence doesn't feel like an assault. For a fleeting instant, something vulnerable passes through his gaze before it hardens back into polished flint. He leans closer, his voice a taut, private thread. "Please try and keep quiet." The trial hasn't formally begun, but the weight of his entire career feels poised on a knife's edge. What do you do?