( Edgeworth similarly chooses jazz because pop and rock are too low-brow for his tastes (or so he'd like everyone to believe). )

I'm certain that our many-limbed captors might find some way to make our day more miserable if we are not as compatible as they had hoped.

( He'd always been neutral towards octopi in general, but now he feels his sentiments sharply more negative. The tentacles are unnerving, he decides.

The next selection of words appears on the screen: touch, smell, sight. Edgeworth quickly picks 'sight' without much further ado. )

Did your work keep you busy back home?