As such, it wasn’t that much of a surprise to see the defense attorney walk into the prosecutor’s building and up to Klavier’s office every few days. Apollo felt a bit out of place still but it was getting better especially if he had a case file to look over to distract himself from onlookers. There were a couple of the secretaries and other female workers in the building that gave him the cold shoulder or a glare but he never told Klavier about it since it wasn’t an issue.
The defense attorney thought today would be no different, until he got to the office doors and cracked it open a bit. He expected to hear Klavier’s usual rock music to come from the door, though thankfully since he’s been coming more he was able to convince him to turn down the music at least a bit. But what came out was the melody of classical music which made Apollo pause. It was the same kind of music that used to fill the air of the Gavin Law Offices while he was working there.
Frowning a bit at the change, Apollo slowly and silently opened the door only to see Klavier sitting in his chair, his back turned to the door as he was basking in the sun, leaning back slightly as Apollo guessed that he had his eyes closed. He wondered if he should go and talk to him or not when he felt something at his shoulder and he just barely kept himself from yelling out as he looked to see what or who it was.
Standing there was Miles Edgeworth, Chief Prosecutor. Of course they had met briefly at a couple of points in the building, but other than introductions they hadn’t had the chance to really talk. He was always looking professional, his gaze cold and calculating as he looked over files or was talking to people. But right now his grey eyes were filled with silent worry as he motioned for Apollo to close the door again.
Once he did, Edgeworth let out a soft sigh, “I’m sorry to have caught you by surprise Mr. Justice, I was coming to check on him when I overheard some workers talking about how he was listening to classical music,” he explained to him.
“It’s fine, Mr. Edgeworth. But I don’t really understand why you would worry about this? I mean sure he mainly listens to his rock music, but I doubt he listens to it 24/7,” he questioned, trying to figure out why this of all things would cause concern for the older prosecutor.
Edgeworth folded his arms, one finger tapping a few times on his coat, “Well yes, that is true that his love for his own music probably doesn’t last all of the time, you must realize what music he is listening to now is. Even if my main adversary in the courts was Wright, I have been to the Gavin Law offices a couple of times before. I find that when Klavier listens to this music, he is thinking of him,” he told him, “You and I both know that it can be more harmful than good, considering all he has had to bare on his shoulders after everything came to light, both his own brother and one of his band members turning out to be murderers,” he said softly with a frown, glaring at the floor like it was the floor’s fault for existing.
Apollo frowned along with him, but nodded in understanding, “I think it’s the same reason he crashes at my place more often than not. Considering both of them would use the guest rooms at his place and personalized them slightly,” he admitted, thinking of the few times they did stay at Klavier’s house again that he would avoid those rooms unless he absolutely needed something from them or would ask Apollo to go in to them.
The older man nodded, knowing that was probably inevitable, when they heard footsteps running, “I got the food, sir, oh, hey there pal good timing,” Detective Gumshoe said as he came up to them, holding up a couple bags of food containers, “It’s probably a good thing you came, Prosecutor Gavin has been kind of down this morning, and Mr. Edgeworth had me go get lunch. He knew you’d be in too, so come join us,” he said happily.
“Yes, thank you detective, what say you, Mr. Justice?” Edgeworth asked, his stance relaxing as he unfolded his arms.
Apollo admitted that he was very glad that Klavier had such a good support group at the offices since he couldn’t be there all of the time and nodded, “Yeah, I think that’s what he needs right now, good friends and some food,” he hummed.
With that, Edgeworth smiled slightly at seeing Apollo so willing to help bring Klavier out of his funk, soon knocking on the door to signal they were going to go in, opening the door just as Klavier was turning off the stereo to make it seem like he wasn’t listening to classical music. He looked to the group and smiled, “Ah, good afternoon Herr Edgeworth, Detective Gumshoe, mein liebling, it’s a surprise to see you all come at the same time,” he said, relaxing.
“I just had a couple of things to look over with you during lunch, and met with Justice here in the hallway,” Edgeworth explained, Apollo chuckling silently to himself as he tried feigning that he wasn’t worried about him as to not appear too soft.
“Ah, right, well make yourselves at home, let us eat first then we can talk business ja?” Klavier smiled, moving to sit with Apollo in the love seat at the table while Edgeworth and Gumshoe sat on the chairs opposite of them, Gumshoe setting out the food so everyone could take what they wanted.
Even while they talked, mostly the three of them as Edgeworth, as usual, didn’t want to be dragged into banter, Apollo could see Klavier slowly forgetting about his little episode of sadness though some still held in his eyes. He knew Klavier had a long way ahead of him, and he was determined to be by his side as much as he could.
