“Huh?” Sephiroth looked up at Jenna. He set his book aside, taking the infant from her. He set Kether down on his lap, gently nestling him in such a manner where he would be comfortable. Then he picked up his book again, propping it up on the boy’s shoulder, resuming his reading.
“I see.” Edgeworth smirked. “You will still need to do detective work. So you might as well read up on it and learn all you can, fiction or not.” He chuckled. “Some of the most unusual fiction novels were inspired by true-life events.”