#vixenfox

Edgeworth sighed, looking out briefly into the park she had been wathing earlier, the quaint little people playing with the frisbe, the person under the tree. He missed the days when life allowed him to do that with Larry and Wright. It had only been for a year though~ Memories,  such sweet sorrow.  "I do not like to see you troubled Franziska, I wish there was something I could do to help."

He sauntered back around the desk,  resisting the urge to caringly place his hand on her shoulder like 'normal siblings' would. Instead,  the magenta clad male ran his fingers along the desk, eyeing the almost empty pot of blue ink. Wow, she must really write in that diary a lot. "I believe a large dose of work can be prescribed here, try to take your mind off the subject of your fancies.