I guess this isn't wrong, but you can just do twenty minutes a day with guided meditation.
[ Which Gojou thinks is easier! Sorcerers do something similar to meditation, but it's... Obviously very different. It's training and you never go back again. ]
It's easier when someone tells you what to do, then you only need to follow instructions. A bonus if you like their voice!
I thought you said it would be better if it was a voice I liked. [now he's purposefully being rude, but given he looks smug about it he doesn't actually mean it? he's pushing to see how far gojou will take it.]
Ah, what was it you said? Something about not being able to be tried under the same standards? I believe I'm actually innocent of this crime, especially since the plaintiff probably deserved every moment of this supposed bullying.
Start emptying out your thoughts. That also includes thinking I’m stupid. I can see it on your face.
[ He has studied the different furrows and knitted eyebrows by now, but anyway. Back to calm and neutral voice. ]
Breathe in, breathe out. Think of a field... Maus is running through it. Think about what makes you happy. It’s there, right beside you, in that field.
[he absolutely is thinking this is stupid but fine. he's listening, and...failing? he is absolutely failing at this visualization thing if the scrunch of his eyebrows is any indicator. emptying thoughts is a lot harder than it looks when you're busy going over the mental checklist of things you need to do.
but an attempt is being made and he's not verbally interrupting. that is progress.
...eventually though he seems to level out to something neutral, at least, even if it isn't quite relaxed. five minutes. this only has to last for five minutes.]
[ God, Miles, why is he doing this for you (why is he doing this at all). He really wants to smooth out his expression, but he will refrain from touching the prosecutor. ]
Breathe in, breathe out. Think about your happiest moment.
[that's absolutely what he would like to know too?? gojou why ARE you doing this? nevertheless he refrains from saying this is stupid and thinking about what he's saying.
...wow. digging deep here. it doesn't seem to work at first, given nothing in his expression changes, but after a few moments his breathing does seem to even out while he's thinking about...whatever.
part of him is still counting the minutes, but he frowning more pensively than anything. is this all there is to it? breathing and thinking?]
[ First, he's squinting because HE REALLY WANTS TO ASK WHY ARE YOU FROWNING WHEN HE SAYS HAPPY THOUGHTS? Though he has to wonder if it involves Miles' father.
To try to be serious when he knows it isn't working? Eh. ]
Breathe in... Breathe out. Imagine yourself with a glass of wine, then in front of you is Sebastian Michaelis.
You pour wine all over him, tinting his clothes red. These stains can never be washed out. They will stay, seeped deep in the fabric, heavy like the weight of his crime.
Yes? [if gojou was expecting a different answer he was bound to be disappointed because miles is, in fact, rude a lot of the time even if it's unintentional.] Especially when the implication is that it was already provided.
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[ Which Gojou thinks is easier! Sorcerers do something similar to meditation, but it's... Obviously very different. It's training and you never go back again. ]
It's easier when someone tells you what to do, then you only need to follow instructions. A bonus if you like their voice!
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I'm not sure meditation is for me in any case. [it's a nice thought, but hm.]
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[ me: who can even meditate properly for five minutes who is that strong ]
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[ He takes it in stride because he knows this play. Also, Miles would have yeeted Gojou if he thought he was too annoying. ]
I can use my serious voice, you know!
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That implies the existence of your serious voice. Is there such a thing?
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Miles Edgeworth... [ Dramatic Pause. ] This court finds you guilty.
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Ah. A bit soon for that, but point taken. The prosecution rests.
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You will be sentenced to a headlock... And five minutes of hair tousling. This is fine punishment for your crime: bullying Gojou Satoru.
Do you agree?
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[ Gojou may be getting too into this, then it hits up —HOLD UP! ]
We're supposed to try meditating.
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...right, of course. So let's say we tried this meditation thing. How does it start?
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[ Nerd. Time out. All right, another act of stupidity comes. ]
Close your eyes. Focus on my voice.
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Fine. Let's get on with it.
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[ He has studied the different furrows and knitted eyebrows by now, but anyway. Back to calm and neutral voice. ]
Breathe in, breathe out. Think of a field... Maus is running through it. Think about what makes you happy. It’s there, right beside you, in that field.
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but an attempt is being made and he's not verbally interrupting. that is progress.
...eventually though he seems to level out to something neutral, at least, even if it isn't quite relaxed. five minutes. this only has to last for five minutes.]
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Breathe in, breathe out. Think about your happiest moment.
[ Would this work better? ]
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...wow. digging deep here. it doesn't seem to work at first, given nothing in his expression changes, but after a few moments his breathing does seem to even out while he's thinking about...whatever.
part of him is still counting the minutes, but he frowning more pensively than anything. is this all there is to it? breathing and thinking?]
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To try to be serious when he knows it isn't working? Eh. ]
Breathe in... Breathe out. Imagine yourself with a glass of wine, then in front of you is Sebastian Michaelis.
You pour wine all over him, tinting his clothes red. These stains can never be washed out. They will stay, seeped deep in the fabric, heavy like the weight of his crime.
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especially when gojou immediately derails...and miles finds himself trying not to smirk. it's failing. that is exactly what sebastian deserves.]
Did I ever thank you for that, by the way? [meditation doesn't work if you talk, miles.]
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[ Mentally pats himself on the back, but yeah. Serious meditation time is over now that Miles is talking and Gojou swerved. ]
You can always thank me again.
[ WHY WOULD HE SAY NO TO MORE GRATITUDE? ]
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If I've already thanked you once, I don't suppose there's any sense doing so again.
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[ If Miles can’t remember, then it isn’t Gojou’s fault? Also, how rude can this attorney be, he wonders. ]
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You used to be sooo poliiiite.
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