Sigi paid more attention to Mikk's imminent exit than Edgeworth, who gave the man only a cursory glare before muttering, "Sigi, setzen," to the dog. Sigi relaxed visibly at the sound of his master's voice (and, likely, the stranger's retreat), sitting smoothly down beside the bed. Edgeworth patted his head, then sat up fully, his back to the door, and threw a (slightly milder) glare at Wright.

"As you can see, I'm quite all right," he snapped. "Or was, rather, up until I was rudely awakened. Now my headache is returning, and my dog is distressed."