Tyki laughed. "I just thought it might wake him up," he said, his voice back to normal, though there was always that teasing purr deep in his throat. "I thought your voice might be too comfortable and pleasant to his ears, and that was why he hadn't responded to your call."

Out of deference to Phoenix - and the dog - he backed up and leaned against Edgeworth's dresser, folding his arms. His left was already beginning to heal, and it moved easily, though not completely without pain.