[At those two words - "Chief Prosecutor", there is a sharp intake of breath as Edgeworth steps back, visibly floored. This crowds out everything else - figuring out the name of this mysterious man who looks like he's been through an ordeal, investigating this new carnival, seriously, everything.
His arms are limp at his sides as he gapes at the other man and parrots what he just heard in a small, astounded voice.]
...C-Chief Prosecutor?! [Edgeworth shakes his head. But as he recovers from the shock, he puts two pieces together. One, this person was from the future and knew him. Two, he knew Edgeworth as Chief Prosecutor. He actually becomes Chief Prosecutor in the future?
He clears his throat as he lands back to earth.] I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. I am High Prosecutor. [Or at least, he still is.]
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His arms are limp at his sides as he gapes at the other man and parrots what he just heard in a small, astounded voice.]
...C-Chief Prosecutor?! [Edgeworth shakes his head. But as he recovers from the shock, he puts two pieces together. One, this person was from the future and knew him. Two, he knew Edgeworth as Chief Prosecutor. He actually becomes Chief Prosecutor in the future?
He clears his throat as he lands back to earth.] I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. I am High Prosecutor. [Or at least, he still is.]