Zach: *shakes his head* No, it’s me, Zach. You want Sephiroth? *glances around* He’s in the next room, probably resting. I’ll get him for you. But first… how are you feeling? *frowns* Try not to get up, OK?
Edgeworth: Ah, it’s German. *moves to his feet and walks over to the bookcase, pulling out a beginner’s book for learning German. He drops it down near Dimitri and returns to the lounge* You may consider it, but it will be a dead language soon.