--one [video]

[hejhej]

[Great, one of these things again. This was all feeling a little too familiar. A video shows up on the network, but Lisbeth's face is barely visible. It may seem more like an accidental video. The left side of her body is visible.]

I don't do well in confined spaces.

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[voice]

[hejhej]

I also got other documents.

Who is the handle known as ☺?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Unknown.

[voice]

[hejhej]

Sounds pretty nefarious.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

That individual has taken no overtly threatening actions. There are some who will speak of his or her malice, but there is no evidence of the same.

[voice]

[hejhej]

[She highly doubts an entire document would be assigned to a benign entity, but she lets it drop.]

So what are these places that I need to keep my nose out of?

[So she can perfectly well stick her nose in them.]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

As I said: the unexplored parts. We've established a perimeter of area which has been explored, but prior incursions into unfamiliar areas met with...difficulty, to say the least.

[voice]

[hejhej]

Are they marked on the map?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I can mark such a map for you.

[voice]

[hejhej]

[There's a long pause, because Lisbeth doesn't usually throw this phrase around that often.]

Thank you.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[And there's a quick pause on the other end, but when Miles speaks again his voice is just a touch less strident.]

You needn't thank me; I'm merely doing my duty. My name is Miles Edgeworth.

[voice]

[hejhej]

[Oh. That's a name she recognizes.]

Have you ever been to Siren's Port?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[A curious question.]

Is that a city? If so, I fear it is unknown to me.

[voice]

[hejhej]

[Damn. She's almost disappointed that it isn't the Edgeworth from Siren's. But that could just mean he came straight from his original home.]

It is. But the point is moot.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[Why had she asked that right then?]

Is my name familiar to you?

[voice]

[hejhej]

Yes. From Siren's Port.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[He's about to be annoyed, but he gets distracted by the new piece of information she's revealed.]

Which was the location you were prior to this. You'd been pulled there from your original world.

[voice]

[hejhej]

Yes.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[For a moment he teeters on the edge. He almost...doesn't want to know, because he's partially afraid of the answer. What if she tells him he had been a criminal? Or a defense attorney? And yet he's committed to gathering information, so he girds his courage:]

And there was another version of me there.

[voice]

[hejhej]

Yes. And he was a pain in my ass too.

[It's said almost with affection.]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[He clears his throat. It might be a lie, he tells himself. She might possibly be lying.]

Who was he, precisely?

[voice]

[hejhej]

A stick in the mud, on the right side of the law. I worked in his offices that he shared with Phoenix Wright.

He didn't like the way I threw around my crass language.

[This is all said matter-of-factly, as if she's reading a shopping list.]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

With - sorry. What was that...other name?

[voice]

[hejhej]

Phoenix Wright.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[He's silent a long, long time. When he finally speaks, his voice sounds decidedly disoriented.]

...Quite. Indeed. I...would like to speak with you at greater length about this city, if you don't mind.

[voice]

[hejhej]

You're not crazy like those motherfuckers up there, are you?