[POUT ALL YOU LIKE, MAYA, SEE IF HE CARES. It, uh, is'a bit of a walk, though, which Edgeworth had not considered when he suggested this course of action. He huffs to himself, and is tempted to ignore Maya as best he can until they arrive at the restaurant, but he remembers the crowds around them. The two of them sulking silently could draw unwanted attention, couldn't it? So he sighs and forces himself to come up with a question]
How long have you been here, anyway?
[He speaks roughly, with no attempt to sound kind or polite. It's a useful question, though. If she's been here a while... well, who knows what she could have told people about him!]
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How long have you been here, anyway?
[He speaks roughly, with no attempt to sound kind or polite. It's a useful question, though. If she's been here a while... well, who knows what she could have told people about him!]