IC Inbox [Cerealia]

[bewrightback]

"If you're looking for Phoenix Wright, you've called the Wright number! Leave a message after the beep, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"

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[shroudedinsecrecy]

[She saw what he was doing the moment he took her hands, and her eyes reflexively closed until the gentle touch of his lips brushed against her cheek. Her lips parted, a soft sigh escaping her. For once, his face was redder than hers when she eventually opened her eyes again and looked up at him.]

Then...would you like to, perhaps, go for a walk?

[bewrightback]

[Phoenix responds with a soft and simple nod, keeping one hand held onto hers.]

...Yes. I'd love to.

[shroudedinsecrecy]

[She took a step back, keeping their grip loose, in case he needed to part for a moment. To...get something or change or whatever before they officially headed off.]

[Of course, if he needed only to close the door behind him, then that would work as well.]

[bewrightback]

[He thinks he'll be fine as it is. So he only closes the door behind him, gives her hand a gentle squeeze and gazes lovingly into her eyes, before he turns to set off for such a pleasant walk.]