[ This is going nowhere, Edgeworth starts to realize -- back home he would have had the backing of the courts, the system; this conversation would be unnecessary as Pinkman would already be awaiting sentencing.
However, this is Exsilium where there is none of that support, none of that structure, just foundations to be built upon. Foundations that must be built upon because otherwise everything he's worked toward in his life has all been for nothing. He makes a frustrated noise, face twisting into a sneer of contempt.
Edgeworth hates this man. Hates him, and not only him, but everything he represents -- the failure of justice. ]
Then it's just as well that I'm not afraid of hard work.
[ And that? That is a promise he intends to keep. ]
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However, this is Exsilium where there is none of that support, none of that structure, just foundations to be built upon. Foundations that must be built upon because otherwise everything he's worked toward in his life has all been for nothing. He makes a frustrated noise, face twisting into a sneer of contempt.
Edgeworth hates this man. Hates him, and not only him, but everything he represents -- the failure of justice. ]
Then it's just as well that I'm not afraid of hard work.
[ And that? That is a promise he intends to keep. ]