The sudden touch startled him, and Edgeworth pulled up short to stare wide-eyed at the hand gripping his arm, then up. Wright's face wore an ominous expression of near terror that made Edgeworth's breath catch in his chest. Whatever had been bothering the man all evening -- the unnamed trepidation that he had assumed Wright would share if it was something he was meant to know -- had apparently just been deemed 'something he was meant to know.' With a sense of foreboding, Edgeworth frowned and replied, "What?"