Several uneventful weeks passed. Despite the earth-shattering news, the world kept on spinning. Phoenix and Maya had potential clients to prepare for, Pearl had to go back to Kurain Village in the care of Maya's friend Soma, and Miles had to return to the Prosecutor's Office in an attempt to help sort out the whole "Godot" mess and pick up some of the slack.

To his credit though, he did plan on staying in the country for the foreseeable future. He also made the effort of visiting Wright & Co. Law Offices on a regular basis.

That being said, he did make an excuse for his presence each time. One time it was to present a potential client, another was to drop off paperwork, and even once because he thought he 'forgot' something on his last visit.

And Phoenix was so close to calling him out on it, but it was so much funnier to see what he would come up with every time. Did he seriously believe it wasn't obvious he just wanted to see them?

So when the familiar knock came, he practically jumped out of his seat to answer the door whilst Maya sniggered in the background.

"Hey Miles," he said to the frowning man at the door, trying his best to hide his grin, "what brings you here this time?"

He was genuinely expecting another work-related excuse, so he was thrown straight off-guard when Miles shuffled awkwardly and didn't look him in the eyes when he replied:

"I… have something I would like to give to Maya, if it's an appropriate time."

Phoenix stepped aside. "Yeah, sure. Come on in."

He let Edgeworth enter and followed after him, not surprised to see Maya sitting on the table waiting for them expectantly.

"Hi Miles! Got any more paperwork for us?"

She said it with such a teasing edge to her voice that Phoenix glared at her from behind Edgeworth's shoulder for blowing their secret.

However, the accusation seemed to completely fly over Edgeworth's head.

"No, actually I have something I want to give you."

"For me?" Maya grinned. "Bro, you shouldn't have!"

He cleared his throat and Phoenix feared for Maya's safety after using that nickname.

But Miles apparently wasn't going to murder her on sight, and instead handed her a large brown paper bag. Phoenix could have sworn he was blushing as he did so.

"I have no use for these anymore. I thought throwing them away would be a waste, therefore I'm giving them to you."

Maya looked at the bag suspiciously before looking inside. She squealed.

"Seriously?!" She cried. "This is-"

"What?! What is it?" Phoenix exclaimed.

Edgeworth's soft "I should be going now…" was completely drowned out by Maya's excitement.

"It's… it's the six missing episodes to Steel Samurai season 3!" She continued, gaping down at the discs inside the bag. "Only a few hard copies ever got sold because they were recalled for some reason, this is-" she turned to look up at Edgeworth- "this is insane!"

"Y-yes, well…" Miles stammered, and Phoenix could tell he was definitely blushing now. "I'm glad you appreciate them. I'll be off-"

"Oh no you don't!" Maya interrupted, standing up suddenly, startling both men.

"You, sir, are gonna watch every one of these with us."

"Me?" Said Miles, confused.

"Us?" Questioned Phoenix, equally confused.

Maya nodded with glee. "Yup to both of those! Miles, you're gonna point out cool details to me and Nick's gonna be moral support. Friday night sound good?"

"Hang on a moment," Miles interjected, "I have a lot of work I need to be doing so you can't assume I have the time to-"

"What, you mean like the time you use to come and see us every other day with some excuse or other?" Phoenix countered, his argumentative side taking control.

Edgeworth's face was now a bright red, and he genuinely looked as if he was about to explode. Phoenix almost regretted exposing him.

"Yeah," he continued, "don't think we haven't noticed."

Miles clenched his fists tightly and bit down on his bottom lip. He raised a finger and opened his mouth to object. "I-" he began, sounding like the noise a large balloon makes when a spurt of air is released, but then he caught sight of Maya's sincere expression.

"Please?" She said.

Letting his tense body relax through a long, strained sigh, he hung his head. "Alright," he breathed, "I'll try and come on Friday."

Both Maya and Phoenix released quiet breaths they'd been holding, and neither stopped Miles as he began to walk toward the door. His visits were always brief, but never this intense. He brushed off his maroon blazer and pulled at the handle.

"Miles!" Maya called, causing him to stop. He didn't turn to face them.

"Thank you."

He didn't reply, and carried on through the door, shutting it behind him and leaving the pair in stunned silence.

"...You're going after him, right?" Maya asked timidly.

Phoenix pushed himself up from his chair with a sigh. "Guess I am."

"Edgeworth! Hey, wait up!"

Miles turned to see Phoenix Wright jogging after him. He seemed too out of breath for the occasion, since he was still in sight of the office. He had that familiar determined look on his face though. The last thing he needed was to make a scene in public.

"Wright." He addressed curtly.

Phoenix stopped once he reached him. "Are you okay? You really don't have to come on Friday, and I'm sorry that we outed you like that-"

"You did no such thing." Miles interrupted, before adding: "And I'll need to think about Friday."

"Right." Wright answered, his voice strangely high-pitched. "Right."

Miles wanted nothing more than to go home, or to the office, or anywhere just to escape this conversation. The last thing he wanted was to seem needy in front of Phoenix Wright- not that he was! He was doing it all for-

"Maya really appreciates it."

He raised an eyebrow.

"You coming, I mean." Phoenix continued. "She has a weird way of showing it, sure, but she really does appreciate you going through all the trouble. It means a lot to her."

He smiled nervously. "And to me too, y'know?"

"...I know." Miles replied without thinking, and when he did start thinking his eyes widened because that's not what he meant and-

"Good," is what Phoenix responded, "I'm glad."

The man had the audacity to use finger guns at him. "I guess I'll see you Friday then!"

Miles nodded, still unsure of exactly what just happened, and tried to remember where he was planning to go. He decided to go home.

He also had to check that he had nothing else planned for Friday evening.