"Oh, but Dear Daughter, indeed some have failed to heed my voice of reason." The corner of von Karma's mouth twitched up in a subtle sneer. "In the end, they all pay for their foolish noncompliance. I always make certain of that." As he spoke, his smirk grew more menacing, while a predatory glint shone from his eyes. "Martin Landel shall be no exception." Yes, the Head Lunatic would be the elder prosecutor's greatest challenge yet... and he would see to it that he would single-handedly trounce this smarmy adversary in a court of law. While nowhere near as satisfying as victory over State vs. Edgeworth would have been, the prospect of serving Landel his comeuppance for everything he'd put the prosecutor through was still delectable.
As Franziska acknowledged the relayed request to speak to Ms. Skye again, von Karma said nothing but studied her silently for clues as to what this "personal matter" could have been. Most likely, it was related to Ms. Skye's younger sister, as the Chief Prosecutor had hinted during their conversation yesterday. But was it possible that his superior and his daughter had discussed him or the investigation surrounding him?
...And for that matter, why had he waited until today to pass on this information? He'd already had the opportunity to do so during their bus ride back; why had he not mentioned it to her then? Though his outward expression remained neutral, he seethed inside at the very one he had just vowed revenge upon, his determination bolstered by the thought of what that experimental torture session had done to him.
It was just in the nick of time that he recalled what it was he had planned to ask Franziska, her voice bringing him back to the here and now. He folded his arms and drew in a deep breath -- dear Lord, was that an audible wheeze? Damn this cold! -- before speaking. "I noticed Mr. Gavin's message on the board that was addressed to you. Just what did he mean by whether you had 'woken up in one piece,' Franziska?" The elder prosecutor's eyebrows steepened in a disapproving frown. "Did that relation to a despicable defense attorney try to drag you into any kind of nonsense?"
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As Franziska acknowledged the relayed request to speak to Ms. Skye again, von Karma said nothing but studied her silently for clues as to what this "personal matter" could have been. Most likely, it was related to Ms. Skye's younger sister, as the Chief Prosecutor had hinted during their conversation yesterday. But was it possible that his superior and his daughter had discussed him or the investigation surrounding him?
...And for that matter, why had he waited until today to pass on this information? He'd already had the opportunity to do so during their bus ride back; why had he not mentioned it to her then? Though his outward expression remained neutral, he seethed inside at the very one he had just vowed revenge upon, his determination bolstered by the thought of what that experimental torture session had done to him.
It was just in the nick of time that he recalled what it was he had planned to ask Franziska, her voice bringing him back to the here and now. He folded his arms and drew in a deep breath -- dear Lord, was that an audible wheeze? Damn this cold! -- before speaking. "I noticed Mr. Gavin's message on the board that was addressed to you. Just what did he mean by whether you had 'woken up in one piece,' Franziska?" The elder prosecutor's eyebrows steepened in a disapproving frown. "Did that relation to a despicable defense attorney try to drag you into any kind of nonsense?"