I'll be there for you [SEMI-CLOSED]

[acemedium]

Who: The Ace Attorney cast and their close friends??
When: Today!
Where: The fair
Summary: Since life sucks right now, Phoenix and Maya decide to forcibly drag their people to the fair for fun and shenanigans! And giant teddy bears.
Warnings: Noooothing?

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[mentis_reae]

[Edgeworth is not being the worst sport about going on rides. He's done a couple. But that's not going to keep him from breaking off occasionally to brood.]

[mentis_reae]

[A nod. He know she's still furious at him and most likely won't answer, but he nevertheless has to ask:]

How much sleep are you getting as it stands?

[dancing_pierrot]

[She does answer politely, as evasive as it is.]

An adequate amount. There's certainly enough hours of darkness to have it in, that's for certain.

[mentis_reae]

Franziska, this is not court; I'll not receive a penalty for badgering the witness. Kindly simply tell me so that we need not go through the rather embarrassing process of me asking until you become frustrated and answer.

[dancing_pierrot]

Do you expect me to know the precise moment at which I fall asleep? [...] I will just say that the length of time I lay still with my eyes closed has increased lately. Anything more detailed could only be inaccurate.

[mentis_reae]

It could have increased from half an hour to an hour; while the latter amount would be an improvement, it would still concern me. Surely you have a rough estimate of the number of hours.

[dancing_pierrot]

[A raised eyebrow.]

You would consider an inability to fall asleep an improvement? And here I thought you were a fan of wasting time ... my, Miles Edgeworth, I'm impressed.

[Still avoiding the question, of course.]

[mentis_reae]

I mean that the amount of time you sleep might have increased. Tell me how long you sleep. Please.

[dancing_pierrot]

It fluctuates. What, do you want me to calculate an average? Keep a dream diary while I'm at it? [An irritated noise, and she turns her head.] Next you'll be asking me to keep records of what and when I eat. I'm not the one anyone needs to be fussing about, I assure you.

[mentis_reae]

Stop avoiding the question.

[dancing_pierrot]

What does it matter?

[mentis_reae]

What does it matter if you're killing yourself with exhaustion?

[dancing_pierrot]

I'm not.

[mentis_reae]

From what you've told me, I don't know that.

[dancing_pierrot]

Don't you trust me?

[mentis_reae]

I do trust you. That does not mean I completely trust you to tell me everything that goes wrong with you.