[He couldn't explain it, really. There was a strange, faintly glowing object at his feet - like the magatama he had borrowed from Phoenix, but this one was golden. Thinking that Phoenix or one of the Feys had dropped it and would want it back, Edgeworth bent down to pick it up, but the moment he touched it, the magatama (or whatever it was) started glowing more fervently until it bathed the prosecutor's palms in golden light.
His eyes widen, and he freezes - not wanting to hold this magatama any longer but at the same time not wanting to drop it or leave it behind.]
What the...?!
[This Edgeworth is too shocked to say anything more, and seems to be mesmerized by the light.]
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His eyes widen, and he freezes - not wanting to hold this magatama any longer but at the same time not wanting to drop it or leave it behind.]
What the...?!
[This Edgeworth is too shocked to say anything more, and seems to be mesmerized by the light.]