[Edgeworth's little speech does nothing for Sirius. Not even a sentence in and he's already shaking his head, his wand held tightly in his hand. That's exactly what it had sounded like--it had sounded like Edgeworth was done, and here he is, making claims to exactly that. Talking himself down in the most fatalistic way there is.

And whatever sickness Sirius feels at the thought of Edgeworth making this choice--a casual choice, like it's only him that it affects, like he's allowed to make a choice like that--he fights it down, and he fights it down easily, because the upsurge of his anger is stronger than anything else.]

Fuck you.

[He says that to Edgeworth, and when his father steps forward--the creature wearing his father's face, well, Sirius steps forward to meet him, without hesitating.]

And fuck you too. Fuck you both. But especially you, Edgeworth-- Miles--

[He spits out that name, cutting out any affection from it. Miles means nothing to him. Edgeworth, Edgeworth is his friend, and whatever's drained the life out of him is going to end right now--]

You're tired? So what. You're the best thing we've got. You changed things--you matter--and you're a bloody idiot if you can't see that. And you are a bloody idiot, actually, and we both know that--you're a lot of things, but you aren't a fucking coward, and you don't quit. So shut up.