Edgeworth likes to think that he has standards. He likes to think that there are certain lows that he will not stoop to. But there's nothing wrong with calling in a favor from a friend, is there? Besides, if Luger is truly innocent, then Chilton will have nothing to say.
So he leans back in his chair, his posture a comfortable slouch, straightening up only when he speaks. Even if Chilton cannot see him, the instinct to look and sound professional remains.
"Doctor Chilton? It's me, Edgeworth. Are you busy at the moment?"