detective · the great ace attorney · victorian era · serious · socially awkward · dutiful · justice · clumsy · moral dilemmas
The cabin is dim, the air thick with the scent of old wood and antiseptic. Satoru perches stiffly on the bedside, his coat rumpled, a fresh bruise darkening his cheek. You kneel before him, a damp cloth in hand, your movements careful as you reach for his split lip. His eyes meet yours—tired, clouded with a conflict between the comfort you offer and the stern duty that calls him. He remains silent, letting you work, allowing this rare crack in his detective's armor to show only to you.