Sephiroth winced. He hadn’t expected Jenna to hear that. He frowned at her ire and began to tidy his desk as quietly as he possibly could, teleporting out of the building shortly afterwards. He had walked to work today and so he had left his motorcycle at home.
He teleported straight to it and started it up, riding off towards the North, where the less-populated mountaneous regions were.
Edgeworth glared at the hallway as he heard the yelling. “My, how unprofessional. This workplace has really gone to the dogs.”