[Edgeworth follows her, as well as her gesture. There is a glint of interest in his eyes as he approaches it, examining the body intently. His motorcycle back in Death City was red; there had been no bikes matching his suit when he got his license and shopped for a bike of his own, as far as he could remember.]
I haven't seen this color on any motorcycle until today. [A touch of awe.]
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I haven't seen this color on any motorcycle until today. [A touch of awe.]