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Hmph.
Kind of a redundant one this time around, isn't it?
Private | Unhackable
Nothing lasts. You may have been right, sir. Emotions, feelings. They are inconsequential and inhibiting.
But I will not regret feeling what I already have. What it had been had not been a lie. And that is where you and I are different, Von Karma. You believed your love was something to control, something to keep inside.
Were you scared as well? Did you not see how much your daughters loved you?
You would have known a better answer, sir.
And it would not have been a false hope. But that is neither here nor there, sir. In the end... all I have accomplished is knowing that I am to bow out when the time is right, that I will no longer be living for what I have been living. That I am never to have the fulfillment of any sort of want because my place is to guide, but not involve.
I've chosen death once already. I've become a different person than the person you had shaped me into.
And that person may no longer have any reason to be among those that have different paths to take.
As for you, Wright...You're still as big an idiot as ever and as transparent as a sheet of glass when you don't realize it, but I think you've made it rather clear where I stand with you.
In you, I no longer will see the Phoenix Wright I have known until now in the time I am from. You're slowly becoming a stranger... and as distressing a thought as that is, I cannot deny the inevitable. We're too distanced, despite the past you had with me. This City may have brought us to a point where we can see each other, but ultimately, it's me fooling myself. Perhaps I am selfish. But I have been a demon already. That is what today has made quite clear again, hasn't it?
Strange, how I feel no distance where it comes to Machi and Klavier, Apollo and Trucy and even Crescend. Now that Maya and Pearl are here and Mr. Armando remains ever consistent... perhaps with the help of this place, you will soon become like them in my eyes once more. And maybe things will be alright.
I'm not sorry for having felt what I did. What I am sorry for, however, is inflicting those feelings onto you.
It's like saying goodbye, in a way. But it will be alright in the end like this, won't it?
If only it was easier. I should have let go by now. The only person suffering here is me and I'm the main cause of it alone.
I do not even know what I desire any more than how much I desire peace...
I'd like to find myself again... and be the man my father inspired me to be.
I hope I can do it this time.
/Private
Private to Godot
Work has been progressing quite smoothly at the chosen location. I have e-mailed you interior samples, to look through the options we can have for interiors?
There's a raised interest among some of the people I have spoken to. I do hope this project will be to their liking.
I'm grateful that we have been able to supervise it together. Have you any ideas for a name, when the construction is done?
/Private
Things are beginning to look rather busy now... I wonder, if any other business here seems to get a terrible amount of fans. One would think that a private investigation agency would be the last place people would come to look for dates. Such deprivation is rather alarming to think on.
Another day in the City, I suppose. Even when it's getting dull, it finds some way to surprise us.
( I hope Maya and Pearl are settling in alright. I should find Trucy and see if she'd like to look through a tea selection with me later. Perhaps if Justice isn't busy... he seemed to like tea as much as...
Grrk... now I feel like I'm babysitting. This is the sort of thing Gumshoe should be doing!
Hmph. But if I do not do it, no one will do it right, will they? Why am I thinking of him now? )