[For the first day after Tyke had put him on probation - no matter that she'd explained her reasons, and explained them well - he'd honestly thought about quitting. It was the shame of it, really. It was beyond humiliating to be under any sort of disciplinary action, and even if was largely for show, it was still a show. People out there would know. If they inquired, they would know that Edgeworth wasn't good at his job, that Edgeworth was emotionally compromised, that Edgeworth was in the wrong. It would be easier to just quit.
But he doesn't quit. Of course he doesn't. There are, ultimately, things more important than his pride.
Even so, he's a gloomy presence around the Security offices. He speaks little - just sits grimly and does paperwork, works out patrol schedules, adjusts and re-adjusts things around the room. He also mans the front desk and is the first sight for anyone coming in to speak to Security about any matter - poor them. His stare, as soon as they come in, is flat and grim and unwelcoming.]
Security offices come at me
But he doesn't quit. Of course he doesn't. There are, ultimately, things more important than his pride.
Even so, he's a gloomy presence around the Security offices. He speaks little - just sits grimly and does paperwork, works out patrol schedules, adjusts and re-adjusts things around the room. He also mans the front desk and is the first sight for anyone coming in to speak to Security about any matter - poor them. His stare, as soon as they come in, is flat and grim and unwelcoming.]