WHO: Miles Edgeworth and that adopted daughter of his
WHERE: Cairo, Egypt
WHEN: Middling afternoon local time.
WARNINGS: Emotions??
WHAT: Ruka decides to find out What Is Wrong With Edgeworth. This will not go well.
WORDS: yes
There was only so much Ruka could ignore. Only so much she could brush off as being unimportant. It had long since passed that quota. Ever since Miles Edgeworth's return from his aborted business trip to Germany, the evidence had been stacking up in Ruka's conflicted mind. His attitude over the Network had only been the surface; that irritability and those flippant, callous insults had only gotten more apparent. Something had been wrong from the start, Ruka knew, but questioning that change wasn't something she wanted to do. Instead, she wore her own suspicions down with the assurances that he was just in a bad mood, just unhappy about his trip, just unhappy to be traveling, just looking younger for better sleep habits, just more awkward around her for some secret reason, just more argumentative for the season, just a million other causes that had no basis in reality.
But for all that, Ruka knew something was wrong. She simply hadn't wanted to know what. As the so-called vacation went on, sights were visited, cities explored, and airports avoided entirely in the jump from one nation to the next. In that time the evidence against her denials only grew stronger, and as the days abroad passed, she grew more and more nervous. She hadn't discussed it with Remus--hadn't wanted to discuss it at all. Some small part of her had hoped that if they didn't talk about it, the problem would fix itself. But as the days dragged, with little improvement... Ruka was frightened. Of what change had taken place, and what it would mean... ... but she could only be frightened and in the dark for so long.
It was nearly to the end of their vacation before Ruka could force herself to find out the Truth. It would not come easy, of course--otherwise it would have been known from the start--but she couldn't let these blocks weigh so heavily on their bonds. If something had happened, she needed to know, needed to know what to do to fix it. And so, with a small bag hanging from her gloved wrist, Ruka waited for a moment of lonely quiet with Edgeworth alone at the hotel before speaking up.
"Hey," she said, voice sounding surprisingly usual and ordinary, considering her masked intentions, "can you do something for me?"