Sephiroth: Indeed… *glances towards the window, sighing with unhappiness. He makes note of the position of the sun and scowls* I may be able to pull some strings and have you released today. But they will give you walking crutches, and you will not be permitted to go up stairs.
Edgeworth: Thank you again. *slips out of the lobby to place up the files in the lock-drawer in his desk*
Phoenix: *cringes as he is whipped* Have mercy!