[He gives a sympathetic frown hearing that. It's still hard for him to believe - or probably moreso scary to believe - that people around him could have died. And it's a whole different level when it's on worlds that they don't remember...]

I- I'm sorry to hear that, Integra. But Trucy is indeed well, and she doesn't remember being anything other than well. I'm going to make sure it stays that way. [He'll let her story be just a nightmare for him, because he can't stomach to face that possibility.]

Thank you for your offer. [He offers a grim nod.] I hope that I won't need it... still, it sounds like I've ended up with a few swords to call on. [Hers, Edgeworth's and Blackquill's invisible one. What team of bodyguards am I assembling?]