When a person peers into the ocean within, strangely, they find peace.

When Maya burst through the Wright & Co. Law Offices, slamming her hands on the desk and pointing dramatically at the TV, yelling about a murder, Phoenix Wright knew that his fate was, yet again, sealed. ---“[...] It’s my first time in an aquarium as well.” “Wait. Is it?” [...]“Yes, it is.” Maya met her gaze, the past emotion on it already shifted back in what seemed more of a polite façade. It hurt just a little bit, to be on the receiving end of that obviously manicured nicety. Then again, thinking about it, even that was mighty damn rare, coming from the Terrifying, Cruel Whip-Carrying Demon Prosecutor. And it wasn’t as if Maya was telling the whole truth either, but Franziska clearly didn’t need, nor care, to know that. “No time for it, being Europe’s most feared Prosecutor, huh?”