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HOMRA—our team. [ No, it's a gang. ] Was hoping Kusanagi-san, or Mikoto-san... or anyone else would show up.

[ But it's not the entire truth. ]

[ She smiles, but it's not like Yata can see that. She hopes to console Yata, anyway. ]

Don't worry. Your friends, no matter how many they are, they'll get here. They'll be saved too. Especially if you believe in them.

[ Ace Attorney Magical Girl right here. ]

I know...

[ People keep telling him to believe in his friends. Not that he doesn't think he should do that, but everyone's starting to sound like shounen manga characters at this point. He appreciates Athena's concern, though. He hasn't spoken to any of his close friends about this after the mission. ]

I just wish they'd get here sooner. [ No. ] Now.

Me too.

[ A beat. ]

Mr. Edgeworth is from my world, but he doesn't even know me since he's from the past. I wish I had an actual friend to talk to, you know?

... I know someone had friends here too, but none of 'em knew who she was. Didn't know 'em that well to begin with, so I guess it ain't that bad. And it turned out fine since they're really good friends now, but still... I can imagine what that's like.

[ Being lonely, being forgotten—man, now he absolutely can't give her what he had in mind. ]

Doncha have friends here?

I have friends here, but they're not from my world. It's just Mr. Edgeworth -- I guess you could say we're trying to be friends again.

But other than that, I'm all by myself. [ she chuckles. ] I would consider Ryuko my best friend here, though. I love her more than anything here in Cerealia.

Best friend, huh...

[ Been a while since he had one of tho—wait. In an incredulous tone: ]

Ryuko? [ SHE'S CAPABLE OF MAKING FRIENDS!? ]

Uh huh! She's great!

Uh huh... Great... Ryuko...

[ Not really. ]

You don't like her?

Ah, uh, no. It's the other way around.

[ oh no my little sister... that just makes Athena laugh. ]

She doesn't seem to like a lot of people, huh? Did... you fight her or something?

Nah, nothing like that. It's a long story. [ HE SAW RYUKO NUDES. ] But best friends, huh? In such a short time?

Nothing wrong with being best friends after only knowing each other for a while. We've gone through a lot together.

Yeah. Guess you're right.

[ He and Fushimi were the same way, weren't they? The difference was that they weren't friends anymore, nor was he here. ]

Hey, you can hear what other people are feeling, right? So... you can hear what your friends are feeling, too... What's that like? [ A pause. ] Ever tried it on Ryuko?

Hm? Yeah, I have. I can't turn it off, you know.

[ She blinks, where she is. Curious where this is leading to. ]

Why do you ask?

[ Because it would really help someone like him, who's bad at reading people. If he understood Mikoto or Fushimi back then, maybe he wouldn't have charged at everything so blindly. ]

Nah, I was just thinking 'bout stuff. I wish I had that sorta power. [ A beat. ] Sorry I said it was lame.

[ Oh no Yata, stop trying to give me feels. ]

It's hard, you know.

I couldn't control it when I was younger. I could hear everyone's hearts, and it was like I was going crazy. But-- you're not in the wrong for saying it's lame. People have their own opinion on things.

[ no he's from Kry Project ]

But I do think it's cool. Maybe it's hard to control, but it's convenient, yeah? You just get people right away.

Not really. Some people are very good at lying, and it's very noisy when they lie... you can hear static.

Seriously? Weird... Mm, guess you can't get an answer from him either.

I still can, with the help of Widget!

No one can lie to me, I told you.

[ That's still kind of scary. ]

Uh... Who's Widget again?

My necklace. He's a robot.

[ She sounds so happy just talking about him. And suddenly, an automated sounding five year old says hello to Yata. ]

Hello, Yata. I'm Widget!

[ She can't see it, but he squints. ]

How do I know that's not you?

[ Maybe if he actually looked up at her and paid attention, he'd have his answer. ]

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