2. Complicated
"So can you explain why to me?" Phoenix glared at him, hands on his hips.
Edgeworth turned his head to the side, his left hand clutching his right elbow. He didn't speak, and after several terse moments, Phoenix tried again.
"You can't just roll over and let them drag you through the mu—"
"That's not what I'm doing!" Edgeworth looked up and turned to glare directly at him, "You aren't experienced enough to handle a case like this. Why can't you accept that?"
Phoenix put his hands against the plexiglass partition and leaned forward until his nose all but brushed against it, "That doesn't matter! I believe in you—that's why I can save you."
Edgeworth glared, his gray eyes smoldering in the shadow of his furrowed brow, "This is much more complicated than you can imagine, Phoenix Wright. You're better off just walking away now."
A/N: Thanks for reading!