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Oh. Um. It's really nice. She looks after me, since our parents died when we were younger. I don't know what I'd do without her. Well...without her or Mister Edgeworth and Mister Wright. Lana and I are super close. She's basically my best friend and my sister, and my parent too.

[She brightens at the mention of Athena, nodding animatedly.]

Yep! She's from my world. The same with Mister Wright, Mister Klavier, Mister Justice...though he's gone now, Trucy, and Iris. Oh! And Mister Butz. But I don't know him. Mister Wright just told me.

That sounds like a really special bond. [ He listens to the list she gives him, trying to work out if he's met any of the others. Ironically, he does know Iris. He's met her twice now... he just doesn't know her name.

How. Why. No one knows. ]

I don't think I've met the others, but I'll remember their names for the future. [ He taps the side of his head. ] It must be nice having others you know here. Just for support.

It's helpful, yes. I mean, I've never lived alone before, so having Mister Edgeworth and Mister Wright just around the corner is great.

[She frowns a little bit.]

Do you have any siblingS?

Probably for the best. [ Even if Edgeworth seems like the kind of guy to never let you have fun. Hopefully whoever this Wright person was, he was a little more easy going. ]

None. It's just me. I. [ He pauses then, to scratch the side of his chin. ] Never really knew my father. He left when I was still really young.

[Are you prepared for Dad Jokes? You better me when you meet Phoenix.]

Hmm. So no parents and no siblings? But you're pretty friendly so I bet you knew a bunch of people.

[ Is anyone ever prepared for Dad Jokes? Is anyone prepared for Phoenix Wright, tbh. ]

No, I had my mother. Have my mother, though she's still in Ealdor. Really it was just her, me and... [ There's a pause here, before he continues, as though he hasn't faltered at all. ] Will. It isn't that I didn't get on with the other villagers back then but they started to grow suspicious.

[Edgeworth.]

Suspicious of what, exactly? [Ema just chirps along happily, probably blundering into bad territory.]

[ Ah of course, his rival-homie for life. ]

Magic. If any of them had even a suspicion of my powers it's possible they might have taken it to the King. I'm still learning to control it, after all.

Really? You don't have, like...a wizard school or something?

[EMA.

don't take notes.]

[ Ema... oh my god. ]

Sure, and we all go around wearing pointy hats.

[ His voice is too dry, his throat is too dry. All he's learnt from her so far points to her being too innocent for him to really say the truth on this, but... this is one thing he finds he can't lie about. At least he breaks it to her softly, looking at his hands because he doesn't want to see the look on her face. ] Ema, magic is banned. It's a punishable offence... you get the death sentence for practicing magic.

[She's...not that innocent. Not really. Even if you really don't want her singing Brittany Spears.

The comment, though, causes her to drop that notepad. And cover her mouth with her hands. That's absolutely shocking! And leaves her speechless for a long, quiet moment...but eventually she does have to say something.]

But...why?

[ Sadly it's what he considers her though, considering the way she acts. The sound of the notepad dropping feels louder than it probably is, and while he doesn't really move his eyes flicker towards her. ]

The King doesn't realise that it isn't magic that's evil. Though I don't doubt that it can corrupt the hearts of many men due to the power it can bring you. [ He exhales. ] I was born with it. I didn't choose to study magic--it chose me. That doesn't change anything in Uther's heart though.

O-Oh...

[Her words catch a moment, and she nods in understanding. Power does corrupt, but only people who abuse it.

She gets up then, and crosses the space between them in a heartbeat, bending and grabbing him into a tight hug.]

I'm sorry. That must be a terrible weight to bear. [A faltering pause, and she doesn't let go.]

It's...so sad when good people are so blind.

[ It's unexpected. It's utterly unexpected, yet at the same time it shouldn't be. He hasn't known her long but Ema has always shown kindness and understanding. She's intelligent. She gets it when he says the truth about how his world probably isn't as ~magical~ as the tales tell.

And she's warm.

The hug is so warm. ] Twenty years ago many sorcerers used their power for evil, I understand why things happened like this but... I wouldn't say he was good either. Arthur is completely different to him.

[He's warm too, and he's kind too, and she just doesn't want him to hurt. She knows not everything is some big, happy game. It's something Gant had stolen away from her, and Cerealia's damaged that further. Magic is something marvelous, but...she understands how a bad person can abuse something good, now.]

So you think the King is part of the problem? But Arthur can be part of the solution?

[She pulls back a bit, taking a seat next to him just for solidarity's sake.]

[But Gant just wanted to go swimming-- No, really though it's a hard lesson to learn. It's weird to talk about it in this way though. Simply because he doesn't really want to ruin the illusion either. ]

When I first met him Arthur was a prat. When I heard he was my destiny, I was certain they got the wrong prince honestly... but he changed over time. He... He's a good person, and I believe in the Kingdom he'll create. But he's not ready yet.

[Ema nods and reaches for his hand, giving it a tight squeeze.]

Well, isn't that how people are? They change over time. Why should he be any different? I mean, I'm sure he'll grow up into a fine king. And all that ridiculous stuff will stop, you know. You just have to be a good example!

[ He squeezes her hand back, though it's interrupted as her inspirational speech brings a laugh out of him. ] I'm not sure if I'm the person to ask to be a good example. But it's true. The Great Dragon was the one who told me I was destined to aid Arthur, at the time I was certain he had the wrong Arthur.

Arthur was an ass.

That doesn't mean he'll always be one though!

[See? Sunny Side!]

Hnghm. [ He shakes his head slightly, pulling a face that says he disagrees a little, but it's with a slight laugh. Hopefully that tells her it's a bit of a mix. ]

It could be worse?

It could be. But it isn't. so...don't think like that!

Right... right. [ She's certainly more optimistic than he is, but that's fine right now. It's helping. ]

I'll try to remember that in future when Arthur is dumping water over my head.

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