[Edgeworth soon finds himself particularly interested in one very unique-looking book. It's so old that most of the golden writing on the spine has rubbed off to the point where he can't even decipher the title. Hesitantly, he reaches for it, as though somehow drawn to the book against his will.
It takes some effort to remove the dust-covered volume from its placement on the tightly-packed shelf. Once it is in his hands, Edgeworth hesitates, not opening it just yet. He looks up to Kay, silently signaling to her that she may approach to take a look at the book as well. A simple nod to the librarian, and the woman looks away, back to her work, arranging some books onto another shelf with the assistance of her wand and a convenient levitating spell of some sort.]
[Dream Interaction]
It takes some effort to remove the dust-covered volume from its placement on the tightly-packed shelf. Once it is in his hands, Edgeworth hesitates, not opening it just yet. He looks up to Kay, silently signaling to her that she may approach to take a look at the book as well. A simple nod to the librarian, and the woman looks away, back to her work, arranging some books onto another shelf with the assistance of her wand and a convenient levitating spell of some sort.]