Maybe she could answer this without giving away too much. Kay adjusts her position on her chair, trying to relax a bit. It wasn't like she was going to divulge a secret that would tear a country apart, right? Then again...what if this Edgeworth went home with memories of this conversation? Kay has not seen home in half a year; she would not know what it was like firsthand.

"I was looking for you, seven years after the incident," she begins, twiddling her thumbs the way she did when she was ten. "I knew you could help me find Calisto Yew. We ran into each other at Gatewater Land...an amusement park." That park probably wasn't around seven years ago.

Still, despite the supposedly serious nature of their conversation, the corners of Kay's mouth twitch into the briefest, slightest of smiles as she remembers the very first case she helped him out on as his assistant, not as the victim. Hadn't they first met while Edgeworth was tied to a post screaming his head off?

Oh dear. She wonders if she could at least say that and watch this Edgeworth's reaction.