"Hah! A pathetic defense attorney, just as I thought," von Karma smirked derisively. "That explains everything, Mr. Gavin. Most of your ilk aren't worth my valuable time. You all last for such fleeting periods of time across from me, that it would be utterly pointless to learn your names. No wonder you flinched the way you did upon hearing my name. It would surprise me not had you faced me in court before." As though by instinct, his smirk took on a slightly predatory quality.

"Never mind our current circumstances." The prosecutor shook his head in condescension. "You are still that same miserable bleeding-heart underneath, just like the rest of the ones out there who are free to argue their clients' cases and let them walk without so much as a slap on the wrist. You will probably return to that wretched career once you escape from this asylum... though I suspect that you belong in here anyway," he snickered.