Once more, Phoenix matched the glare out of habit, but it quickly softened to its prior concern. Edgeworth was certainly acting normal, but something clearly wasn’t right. "I’ll get the check,” he decided. Sitting up, he searched the restaurant and tried to flag Kim down a second too late; the waiter disappeared into the kitchen and Phoenix sighed, drumming his fingers on the table.

After a moment, he looked at Edgeworth, trying not to let his worry get the best of him, even as he asked, “Are you feeling okay? I mean, are you dizzy? Blurred vision? Anything?”