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Frankly, I'd sooner be dealing with a murder suspect. You at least know what to expect. These two are utterly irrational.

[ finally he asks the burning question... ]

Why HAVEN'T you moved out?

[Hrngh. He gives a half-truth:]

Outside what I can afford at the moment.

... Really.

I'm putting money away to support others. I can't take on frivolous costs.

Then it might be a good investment to get along with your housemates before they vote to have you kicked off the island.

[ when the first thing a man's housemate does upon meeting his friend is to complain... ]

This is a peninsula, not an island; moreover, they've no say over my movements.

[That went over his head.]

[ you can practically hear the sigh in his first text: ] You know a TV isn't just for decoration.

Anyway that's my final word on it. Try to play nice before my tongue slips about the time you objected to something on the basis of it being objectionable. ;)

I don't think you want to start that war, Wright. I have more ammunition against you than you have against me.

[But he's troubled by the part he left out, and so finally he just admits it:]

I worry about the two of them.

[ leave it to Miles Edgeworth to show his concern by antagonizing said person. ]

How are they adjusting?

Badly. Yagami is restless and reckless. Violet shows a marked tendency towards depression and self-destruction. Neither of them have been away from their parents before, and it quite shows.

What about your other housemates? You can't be the only adult in the house.

One is a man-child and the other could not care less about the goings-on.

[ he considers that for a moment, then switches to voice. ]

I've talked to both of them over the network, but only briefly. Just how bad is it?

[ initially, he'd assumed it was just the butting of heads, but if it's more serious than that... well. ]

[And he switches over as well. His voice is troubled, his speech unhappily thoughtful.]

It's...quite bad. Ms. Harmon is clearly gone half-mad with the freedom, to say nothing of the grief of being parted from her family. Just a few days after she arrived, she went to Los Angeles to examine whether her family was still there. I gave her money for the trip on the condition that she would use it to make good, safe choices - taking taxis, staying in hotels - and she returned it untouched.

By herself? [ he's no stranger to independent teenagers, but going to the opposite end of the country is something even he'll draw the line at. ]

Are you sure she didn't just use her own money instead?

She might have. But she came back smelling of cigarettes, without having slept.

What did she say about it?

That I was irritating and overbearing and had no right to ask her about it, mostly.

[But he doesn't sound annoyed - just worried.]

Hmm. How did you ask her?

[ he places a slight emphasis on 'how'. ]

I - asked why she was getting in so late. How would you expect?

[ there's a rustle and then a slight sigh. ]

I know you mean well. But you have a way of talking to people that puts them on the defensive, whether they intended to or not.

[Scowling and aggressive:]

I do not.

You're doing it right now.

I'm -

[Well...]

I'm - not even asking a question right now, so your point is moot!

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