It shouldn't be hard to find them in the colony, especially with their communication doohickeys, but wait...wait, Apollo just named a person Edgeworth has yet to encounter. He pauses, eyes popping wide.]
...Trucy's here? [Granted, he didn't know her for too long back in Death City. But she is Phoenix's adopted daughter, and he can't help but look out for her.]
[Anyway, he can take the sword from her quite easily - the lights coming back on and everything - but she huffs at him from where she is on the ground]
You're the ghost, not me! How should I know your haunting spots of choice?!
Well, it wasn't totally dark. There were still some lights from the ride, but all the overhead lights were out. So like...
[He does some hand gestures to accentuate his story,]
I could see flashes of 'em when they stepped in front of the lights. Believe me Edgey, I've dressed up as the guy. I am very familiar with that red getup. I know it was him.
Hmph... If they cross me, they'll be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal before my blade.
[...Although for all his bravado, there's not a lot he can do if he brings a sword to a gunfight. Those machine guns the robots here are carting around, for instance, could mow down the entire park's population of customers within seconds.
[Another typical Larry Butz testimony. But this time, Edgeworth has no evidence to disprove anything he says, so he'll have to take his friend's word for it.]
[He breathes a sigh of relief, stands up, takes his sword, and slides it back into his scabbard. After brushing grime off his trousers, he extends a hand for her.
Fine. Edgeworth will play the look-I'm-not-transparent-and-I'm-totally-solid card.]
Allow me to help you up. Then you'll see that I'm not a ghost.
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