"A minor kind, though I'm sure you'll ascribe more importance to it than is necessary." A sharp glare at his associate before Edgeworth leaned back in his seat, setting the chopsticks on the side of his rice bowl. "It came to my attention recently that he's an...he's rather attractive. It was never anything I considered before, but in the nature of such things once it's come to your attention it's difficult to do anything other than acknowledge it."

His voice was uncharacteristically hesitant, and inwardly he halfheartedly cursed himself. It was a simple matter, really, and foolish. Whatever Ellison thought of it wouldn't change the reality of the situation. With an imperious tilting of his eyebrow, Edgeworth quickly added, "Before you jump to the conclusion I'm sure you're about to, the sentiment means nothing. For me, there's a distinct separation between idle fantasy and actual desires. Base urges are natural, but unlike some I attribute no more importance to them than they deserve."