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[ Asougi sits back and listens as Naruhodou speaks, a faint smile slowly crossing his face. Naruhodou, learning how to cook? He'll believe it when he tastes it. Self defense — that sounds like him, "not very good" and all. He's no fighter, but he's always willing to try. ]

Your descendant? [ He might sound a bit skeptical at that, but he still shakes his head, chuckling softly. ] You've really grown, haven't you.

Mm. He had a strange name, Phoenix Wright, and his hair was really spiky. [Hope you don't mind a sudden image of Wright being shoved into your poor head. At being told he's grown, he blinks a few times, confused and laughing sheepishly.]

H-Have I...really?

[ Nope, sorry, your bffl has been sufficiently distracted by PSYCHIC SHIT when he already has a headache. ]

— what was that?

Eh? Oh, I was just saying...have I really grown that much?

No, not that. There was an— image?

...Oh! Ahhh, right about that. I think that's just how people dress during that time period. I don't know about the hair though, his friends don't have anything that strange. [Still. Missing, the point.]

. . . Naruhodou. Why was there an image, exactly.

[ This is not a question, my friend. ]

[He blinks a few times. Why...? Oh. OH.]

Er, sorry. That was, that's just how this world works. You can send people your thoughts.

Your thoughts? So . . . you thought of your descendant and then sent that to me?

[ sounds fake but okay. ]

[He nods. And now for something extra.]

(I can talk to you like this too, even over long distance. It's like morse code, but without beeps!) [Isn't this cool, Asougi?]

— ah, I see. That's good to know.

[ He rubs at his head at that. Psychic networks are neat and all, but not so much when he's still recovering. ]

[Yea, Naruhodou seems to have realize his mistake and now gone into bff worry mode.]

Hey...do you want to rest for a bit? You've probably taken in more information than you can handle right now.

. . . It's not a bad idea.

[ Translation: he really probably should.

Asougi glances around the living room, actually taking in the residence itself now. In the midst of remembering everything and dealing with indoor rain storms, he hadn't really had the opportunity to do so before. ]

[He smiles as he gets up from his seat, expecting Asougi to follow suit.]

There's a room you can use upstairs in the attic, next to mine. Maybe I can find some spare clothes you can borrow too. [Eventhough Asougi is a few inches taller than him. Surely it'll be fine.]

[ He stands slowly and though he lifts a hand to his head, he glances over at Naruhodou and gives him a small smile back. It's not much, but it's a start. ]

The attic, huh. Let's see it, then. [ He'll just. not comment on the clothes for now. ]

[...you know, whether he wants it or not, Naruhodou is going to put an arm around Asougi's waist and let him have a shoulder to lean on, just in case.

He'll then take him upstairs, passed the second floor and to the attic, part room and part slowly becoming storage. There was definitely a bit of Naruhodou's mess to this attic, there were various junk from pawn shops everywhere, some things were actual gifts from friends sprinkled about. Amazingly there was still enough space for him to have an office set up here and a couch for his clients and other guests.]

Here, this is the room you can use. [He gestures to the door across from the stairway. Checking within, it's pretty bare bones. There was at least a bed, table and closet inside.] Mm, sorry. This is normally a guest room so there's not much...and it might be a little dusty. [Truthfully, he had this room setup in case Susato ever showed up...or in this case, Asougi.]

[ He genuinely tries not to lean against Naruhodou but as they walk up the stairs, Asougi finds himself leaning in just a bit. It's been an exhausting day on top of another exhausting day. Quietly, he glances around the attic as they step up there, frowning at the mess and clutter, and makes a mental note to spend the next few days at least cleaning up the attic while he recovers. Rest is good, but so is a project.

Slowly, Asougi pulls away from Naruhodou and steps over to the small room, opening the door. ]

. . . it should be fine.

[ He gives a firm nod at that. It wasn't much, but he could make some of it, at least. ]

[He nods as well and then proceeds to stand awkwardly at the doorway.] Well if...if you need anything else, I'll be here.

[Suddenly, he felt this chill creeping down his spine. If he didn't stay by his side, what would happen? Will Asougi be all right by himself?] Oh, I said I was going to find you some spare clothes, didn't I? [He'll try to go do that now.]

[ He catches how Naruhodou lingers at the doorway awkwardly and glances aside. First there was the whole "dying" thing and then the fact that he'd forgotten him entirely — in other words, a whole bundle of awful. Quietly, he starts to neaten up the room a touch.

It's a few moments before he speaks again, raising his voice so Naruhodou can hear him even from across the attic. ]

You'll have to show me around town soon.

[Naruhodou remain focused on the task he had assigned himself, trying to keep this feeling of uneasiness at bay. Let's see, has to be some loose clothing. This robe might work, this shirt to and maybe these pajama pants. None of these things match with another, but at least he's sure they'll fit him.]

Huh? Oh, yes! [He just barely picked up that Asougi was talking to him. He comes back over with his pile of clothes.] There's some interesting restaurants we can go to here, oh and there's a spa. I'm sure you'd really enjoy that. I might be able to get us a discount there since I helped them out on a case.

[ Asougi glances down at the pile that Naruhodo brings in and briefly makes a mental note to go clothes shopping asap. Still, he takes them, setting them to the side for the time being. ]

Is that the trial you had mentioned earlier? . . . it would be nice to visit a spa.

[A nod.] It was animal cruelty. The culprit had attempted to murder three pet wyverns and tried to pin the blame on someone else.

[Don't mind him just deciding to sit on the bed. This bed has not been soaked by Holmes' rain cloud.] I ended up taking the case...or well, was asked to defend the accused and find the real culprit.

Animal cruelty . . . I see. That's unforgiveable.

[ He sits down next to him on the bed, giving him a light nudge as he does so. ]

And? How did it go for your client?

[His goes red slightly, not so much from the nudge but from expectation. Asougi always did have high regards of him being a lawyer.]

I uh...I managed to prove his innocence in the end. It was difficult, especially when I didn't have Susato by my side, but I managed to pinpoint the true culprit in the end. [He rubs the back of his neck.] It's kind of difficult to explain how I proved it, since it kind of involves something equivalent to magic.

So that means you're not even going to try to explain?

[ He's still trying to find his footing in this world — the rain clouds are still a large question mark in his mind — but that doesn't mean that he doesn't want to try and understand, especially if it led to a turnabout of sorts. ]

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