Dimitri’s wings sagged a bit as he listened to Edgeworth defend his interactions with his sister. “Maybe… but telling her to leave didn’t help… And I don’t think you can turn in my father’s motorcycle. I mean… He’s the General, Miles.”
Dimitri then glanced out the window. “No, I’m not going to chase after her. It’s pointless, and I don’t have anything to use in order to catch up with her.”