Managing to recover some semblance of composure, Edgeworth cleared his throat and walked closer with the tray, rather grateful that he hadn't dropped it in his shock.
"Ah. Er. Yes. Yes, it's--food. Ahem."
He held it out, straightening up, and declared, "It's not much; the best will be for the main dinner. However, I'd certainly say you earned this."
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"Ah. Er. Yes. Yes, it's--food. Ahem."
He held it out, straightening up, and declared, "It's not much; the best will be for the main dinner. However, I'd certainly say you earned this."