Gumshoe followed her over to the bulletin board and waited patiently as she looked over the notes. He skimmed over a few of them, and... Well, there were a lot of messages from people checking up on others, but that was how it was every morning. Since that obviously didn't tell him anything, he turned to her again. She'd do what Mr. Edgeworth always did and help him out, right?
"Well, I know there are people here who say they have 'healing abilities'. I even saw a guy heal someone on my second night! It kinda freaked me out when it happened, but he saved that kid's life." He'd seen it for himself, so refusing to believe it seemed pretty silly to him, but he guessed he wouldn't have been as accepting of it had it not been for the trial about the Kurain Master last year. To find out that some forms of magic really existed had certainly renewed his fascination with it. All that stuff he'd dreamed about when he was a kid...
His frown deepened and he started fidgeting when he remembered something very supernatural had hit a bit too close to home for his liking. But that was between him and Mr. Edgeworth. Not even a certain defense attorney would be able to get it out of him! Gumshoe would never tell a soul.
But, he was sort of obligated to tell Ms. Skye about the kinds of things they had been doing to people in the "sleep studies". He crossed his arms and glanced away from her. He'd wait to hear what she had to say before deciding anything.
"Did you?" Before he could take what was clearly a rhetorical question between his teeth and pull the conversational reins entirely from her hands, she followed it up with another. "Did you see the discussion on mortality?" She tapped the first note in the sequence with a finger. "It seems quite a lot of our fellow patients found their abilities more akin to those they claim at home."
She still wasn't sure she believed claims of immortality, but she had no way of disproving them, either.
"Though most of them seemed more concerned with destruction than healing." That was undoubtedly more a function of who chose to trumpet their actions, but she couldn't exactly interview everyone.
Gumshoe followed her over to the bulletin board and waited patiently as she looked over the notes. He skimmed over a few of them, and... Well, there were a lot of messages from people checking up on others, but that was how it was every morning. Since that obviously didn't tell him anything, he turned to her again. She'd do what Mr. Edgeworth always did and help him out, right?
"Well, I know there are people here who say they have 'healing abilities'. I even saw a guy heal someone on my second night! It kinda freaked me out when it happened, but he saved that kid's life." He'd seen it for himself, so refusing to believe it seemed pretty silly to him, but he guessed he wouldn't have been as accepting of it had it not been for the trial about the Kurain Master last year. To find out that some forms of magic really existed had certainly renewed his fascination with it. All that stuff he'd dreamed about when he was a kid...
His frown deepened and he started fidgeting when he remembered something very supernatural had hit a bit too close to home for his liking. But that was between him and Mr. Edgeworth. Not even a certain defense attorney would be able to get it out of him! Gumshoe would never tell a soul.
But, he was sort of obligated to tell Ms. Skye about the kinds of things they had been doing to people in the "sleep studies". He crossed his arms and glanced away from her. He'd wait to hear what she had to say before deciding anything.
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She still wasn't sure she believed claims of immortality, but she had no way of disproving them, either.
"Though most of them seemed more concerned with destruction than healing." That was undoubtedly more a function of who chose to trumpet their actions, but she couldn't exactly interview everyone.
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