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[ms_ema_skye]

I can't help but think... I'm completely useless.  I'm a burden.  First, Prosecutor Marshall... and now Mr. Wright, and Mr. Edgeworth, too.

And Robin.  Turns out he's my age, and is able to handle himself without needing to be saved all of the time.

It seems like the more I try to get better at being able to help, the less help I actually am.

Maybe it

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[Private to Robin]

[ms_ema_skye]

I'm seventeen.

I... I'll try not to let it get to me. It was just weird... I thought you were older.

If there's someone crazy in the garden, I think I'll pass. I've made enough enemies here already.

I hope we find a way out, too. I don't know how much help I'll be, but I'll do my best.

I'm hiding away with my sister, Lana (Mr. Edgeworth and I met her when we ran out of that apartment). And I still have the pepper spray and my cell phone--they were in my coat pocket. Everything else I had, I left in my bag in the apartment.

I wonder if Matt took it. Probably.

[Private to Robin]

[ms_ema_skye]

No one ever thinks I'm older, either. :)

I know that Matt's better--he contacted me. I think he's trying to scare me.

I'll watch my back as best I can.

[Private to Robin]

[ms_ema_skye]

Yeah... I suppose it is.

Thank you.