Audience: Gojou Satoru

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[worthyness]

[this turnabout is less funny but he makes a face anyhow. ]

That implies the existence of your serious voice. Is there such a thing?

[mukagen]

[ At least Gojou thinks it’s funny? Anyway, let him use his relaxed voice, stripped of mischief and mirth. ]

Miles Edgeworth... [ Dramatic Pause. ] This court finds you guilty.

[worthyness]

[hm. there's a very thin smile, more rueful than actually annoyed.]

Ah. A bit soon for that, but point taken. The prosecution rests.

[mukagen]

[ Stop!! Don’t be depressed!!!! ]

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?

[worthyness]

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.

[mukagen]

You are being tried under "Space Law?" And these crimes were committed in space where we currently were and are both equals.

[ Gojou may be getting too into this, then it hits up —HOLD UP! ]

We're supposed to try meditating.

[worthyness]

[he's about to throw out a big ol' OBJECTION! but then suddenly it's back to meditation. he blinks slowly like he's trying to decide how to reply.]

...right, of course. So let's say we tried this meditation thing. How does it start?

[mukagen]

You look dissatisfied, but you can have your time after your five minutes!

[ Nerd. Time out. All right, another act of stupidity comes. ]

Close your eyes. Focus on my voice.

[worthyness]

[huff. alright, alright. this is so incredibly stupid and he glares at gojou for a moment before falling silent and closing his eyes.]

Fine. Let's get on with it.

[mukagen]

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.

[worthyness]

[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.]

[mukagen]

[ 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.

[ Would this work better? ]

[worthyness]

[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?]

[mukagen]

[ 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.

[worthyness]

[let's not ask too many questions here.

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.]

[mukagen]

Ahaaa! There we go. No more frowning.

[ 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? ]

[worthyness]

[hate this man.]

If I've already thanked you once, I don't suppose there's any sense doing so again.

[mukagen]

So you’re willing to risk the possibility of not providing gratitude where it’s due?

[ If Miles can’t remember, then it isn’t Gojou’s fault? Also, how rude can this attorney be, he wonders. ]

[worthyness]

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.

[mukagen]

[ Sputters?? Not that he's that surprised Miles is like this, but also??? ]

You used to be sooo poliiiite.

[worthyness]

[this time, unfortunately, there's a smile.]

I think you just didn't know me very well.

[sometimes...you are rude to people you actually like.]

[mukagen]

[ Gojou writes in his little mental notes that Miles Edgeworth is both a sadist and a masochist. He strokes his chin, like he's thinking deeply (he isn't). ]

I guess it doesn't matter since I like you better this way and I can't sulk when you're smiling. You should do it more.

[ Yes, smile more. ]

We've been circling topics, haven't we! Like we don't want this to end. [ ... ] Before I forget, I do want to leave something with you.

[worthyness]

[he's not wrong, but at least miles doesn't have to hear that assessment of himself.

granted, gojou says that and suddenly he's not entirely sure what to say to that so he chooses not to and instead focuses on the other point.

...which...is something else miles doesn't want to focus on, fuck. because he's aware he's stalling, sort of, because things are over tomorrow and it's...well, it hasn't been horrible.]

So it seems. [a neutral agreement.] ...what is it?

[mukagen]

[ where are you going to run, miles? all of these topics are bad? ]

Aaand that smile is gone.

[ He laughs because funny. Anyway, he fishes something out of his pocket and holds it out. When Miles takes it... It's a button. ]

[worthyness]

[he was doing his best? but also, at the mention of the smile disappearing there's a very faint trace of it reappearing like it amuses him to hear that.

on the other hand, there's a button. there's a button and he stares at it for a moment before taking it to continue staring at it.]

...um. [hello?]