There was something both comforting and terrifying about this meeting; the sort of feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. Certainly, they'd forgiven each other-- had they?-- over the intercoms, but this first meeting was as tentative and painful as if they hadn't spoken at all.
Taking the seat offered, Jack resisted the urge to fidget and instead shoved his hands deep into his pockets. Glancing over, unconsciously checking the bruises across Edge's face that mirrored his own, he wondered what the hell he was supposed to say.
"Ya, uh . . . " he began vaguely, thinking back to their conversation from the night before. "I told ya I'd tell ya wha' happened." He wondered how many times he'd have to repeat the story-- not out of irritation, but simple curiosity. His stomach dropped a little further as he wondered how Reeve would take it, and then decided he'd deal with that when it happened. "Wit'-- over the past few days. Why-- tha' had t'happen."
"Ah, yes," Edgeworth said. He took a seat himself, watching Kelly carefully. There was something surreal about the situation. Perhaps it was the long, almost sleepless night that made everything seem to come at a distance, but he wondered for a moment if this were perhaps simply a dream. It seemed appropriately surreal.
It would be easy to be furious at Kelly and what he had done. On a level, Edgeworth was angry - more that his friend hadn't seen fit to confide in him than at what Kelly had said and done, because everything Edgeworth had said...Kelly frankly had more right to be angry than Edgeworth did.
Still, he nodded with nothing more than a bit of unease and said, "Ah, if you would..."
How the hell to begin? With Orochimaru? That was the obvious choice, but something in him loathed the thought of describing that encounter, with all its terror that was still present. And there was something he'd avoided thinking about before falling asleep for a few hours last night: What was he going to do about Orochimaru? What sort of protection could he offer now, that things were back to relative normality? What would stop him from attacking Edge or Reeve or any of them, now
( ... )
Kelly, by his nature, tended towards chivalry. He supposed that threat against Nami, by virtue of her being a woman and by virtue of her quite clearly needing protection, given past occurrences, would have been particularly terrifying to Jack. This reaction seemed extreme, of course, but
( ... )
"Ya knew who yer true enemies were," Jack replied a little tensely, trying not to let his temper flare automatically at Edge's tone. He had the right to be angry-- frankly, if he hadn't been, Jack would have been surprised. Though his actions, in his mind, were still the best course, they had hurt many-- Edge most of all. And though he'd known it, he'd still continued, speaking bitingly and condescendingly until he was certain they loathed him
( ... )
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Taking the seat offered, Jack resisted the urge to fidget and instead shoved his hands deep into his pockets. Glancing over, unconsciously checking the bruises across Edge's face that mirrored his own, he wondered what the hell he was supposed to say.
"Ya, uh . . . " he began vaguely, thinking back to their conversation from the night before. "I told ya I'd tell ya wha' happened." He wondered how many times he'd have to repeat the story-- not out of irritation, but simple curiosity. His stomach dropped a little further as he wondered how Reeve would take it, and then decided he'd deal with that when it happened. "Wit'-- over the past few days. Why-- tha' had t'happen."
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It would be easy to be furious at Kelly and what he had done. On a level, Edgeworth was angry - more that his friend hadn't seen fit to confide in him than at what Kelly had said and done, because everything Edgeworth had said...Kelly frankly had more right to be angry than Edgeworth did.
Still, he nodded with nothing more than a bit of unease and said, "Ah, if you would..."
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