He listens silently to all this, taking it in with as little bias as he can manage. It's easier than he thought, but he sighs. He'd thought about it himself. How would be respond to such people. Some version of Phoenix Wright, twisted enough to do things that he couldn't ever bring himself to think on. Edgeworth's trial; failing to save the man from one death so he could have another. Engarde. Dahlia. Gavin.
In the face of an Edgeworth that was unsaved, it's nothing, but he can understand that fear and at least partially understand Kristoph's nightmare turned reality. But he can't think of anything to say, pulling his legs up onto the seat and crossing his arms over them, absorbing everything that Edgeworth says.
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Date: 2008-07-30 01:18 am (UTC)In the face of an Edgeworth that was unsaved, it's nothing, but he can understand that fear and at least partially understand Kristoph's nightmare turned reality. But he can't think of anything to say, pulling his legs up onto the seat and crossing his arms over them, absorbing everything that Edgeworth says.