Aeolia Shinberg hadn't thought so. He'd made plans and created Celestial Being which had led to the Gundams. It was one of the advantages they had over most people. Money and resources to force change rather than waiting for it. He shrugged. "There wasn't time," he replied simply. It wasn't as though that place had wanted to waste the time on teaching children anything more than the basics. He did listen eagerly to Edgeworth's explanation though, fascinated somewhat by the link between that and what was happening in his own time. "It seems that energy is always a big point of contention then," he said consideringly. Oil back then, the solar energy now.

He frowned a little in concern by Edgeworth's pause, and leaned forward in his seat. "Are you alright?" he asked, a touch of worry in his voice. He looked a little like he was in pain.

He relaxed when Edgeworth seemed to recover, glad to be learning more about history. "It's strange hearing of all that as current events," he admitted shyly. "It seems like such a long time ago. Such a lot of technology was developed very quickly. Is still being developed." Just look at the solar engines of the Gundams. The world powers still hadn't figured them out yet, even if they had access to the fake drives.

He met Edgeworth's gaze with his one visible eye before nodding. "I hope it has." No more children like him. That was what he wanted.