"I. . .' Joel whispers, pausing. "I want you to try and fix me."
They stayed like that for a while, before Maya pulled away, albeit unwillingly. The medium looked peaceful and way happier than she had been before the hug. She didn't say anything, instead, she just stood there and basked in the comfortable silence between her and Franziska.
Edgeworth hesitated, a rare show of emotion appearing on his face. “Like I said; I’m not a doctor.” He pulled in his arm in, trying to avoid making physical contact with the boy.
As soon as they were separated, Franziska looked down at her hands, which awkwardly fiddled with her whip. She was visibly embarrassed, blushing during the, in her eyes, tense silence. What do people do after hugging? Do they act like it never happened?? What’s the next step??? She had this horribly uncomfortable feeling in her chest. She wanted it to leave.