The exclamation comes out before he can stop himself, and he bites his tongue immediately. Hngh, he shouldn't be prone to outbursts like that... he needs to think about this calmly, rationally, and logically.
Alright. So, Franziska makes sense, now that he thinks about it; seven years from now, she'll be his age, and both older and more experienced (and, hopefully, less violent). Between her maturity and her training, she'd be a valuable asset to any investigation.
But the detective? That scruffy, bumbling rookie? What could he possibly contribute? Then again, he isn't completely without virtue. He's certainly tenacious enough, not to mention loyal. He just...needs to be guided properly, and occasionally put in his place. And besides, if anyone would have a stake in Calisto Yew's downfall, it would be him.
Edgeworth coughs into his fist, straightening up, pretending that he didn't speak out of turn.
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The exclamation comes out before he can stop himself, and he bites his tongue immediately. Hngh, he shouldn't be prone to outbursts like that... he needs to think about this calmly, rationally, and logically.
Alright. So, Franziska makes sense, now that he thinks about it; seven years from now, she'll be his age, and both older and more experienced (and, hopefully, less violent). Between her maturity and her training, she'd be a valuable asset to any investigation.
But the detective? That scruffy, bumbling rookie? What could he possibly contribute? Then again, he isn't completely without virtue. He's certainly tenacious enough, not to mention loyal. He just...needs to be guided properly, and occasionally put in his place. And besides, if anyone would have a stake in Calisto Yew's downfall, it would be him.
Edgeworth coughs into his fist, straightening up, pretending that he didn't speak out of turn.
"It's just...a little unexpected, is all."