"It's a shame that wars always have civilian casualties," Edgeworth said, frowning. "I suppose it can't be helped, but it's still an incredible shame."

At the next question, he folded his arms, smiling a bit. "It's more likely than any kind of alchemy I could think of. And you'd be surprised what people can come up with when pressed." Now that he thought about it, it was surprising that he hadn't seen more people with makeshift weapons of sorts - pots and pans from the kitchen? The thought was as sad as it was amusing.

What was...that change? That was the kind of smile a guilty defendant with no shame would have, the kind he'd seen over and over again across courtrooms. It faded as quickly as it appeared, the words losing their harshness. Sedatives? Drugs? That wouldn't have such a transient effect... He nodded along with the first sentence, frowning again at the sudden change.

"Ah, yes - the European Union, the American Union, and what was the other you'd mentioned, the Reformation League? My, the world changed. At least the UN is still there. A peacekeeping mission of sorts, I presume?"