Interpol? That explains it, and what an explanation it is. Edgeworth can't help but feel proud of Franziska, though he'd never say it out loud; while he knows that Franziska would be pleased, he also knows that she'd chide him for being overly sentimental.

He doesn't think on that for long, though. Kay's last statement grabs his attention instantly, and he furrows his brow, thinking over the possibilities.

"You mean, she was here at the same time-"

The same time I was here? He stops himself, pursing his lips together. Putting it like that... it doesn't feel right. It never felt right.

"...the same time the previous version of me was here?"

That was...better. Not perfect, and still awkward, but better.