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(Maybe. . . I'm honestly stuck cus if he can't interact with anyone [since RinRin, Sky, Lumi and Hildegard are all preoccupied]. . . maybe I should just go with comedic relief and have Joel interact with Miles to see how that would go down)

@False-andrew flash_on

(Okay lol; I'm probably going to be giving Miles a bit of a heart attack so ya)

After a bit of the rocking back and forth, Joel gets up and starts running. He doesn't know which direction, he just starts running.

Until, of course, he slams into another human, and falls backwards onto his ass. He looks up.

"Who- who are you?" he asks in a small voice.

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She allowed Miles to finish speaking, and she opened her mouth to say something but then shut it close. Maya didn't know what to say, but Franziska was clearly waiting for a response. "Did you know, on the last day of my trial, the one that you prosecuted, I told Nick that I thought you were so strong? And even now, I still think that. Because it's true. You are one of the strongest people I've ever met Franziska and all of this just proves to me even more that you are strong. Nothing will ever change that. Nothing."

Maya's words seemed to hit deep. No one had said these words to her face. Even if they believed it, it was always when she couldn't hear it.
Franziska clenched her fist, shaking. She looked as if she was going to shatter into a million tiny pieces. But she wouldn't break. She couldn't. A von Karma doesn't crack under pressure. She composed herself, standing up straight.
"….Thank you, Maya Fey." She said quietly, finally turning to look at her, still too nervous to fully commit to it, her light blue eyes darting between Maya and literally anything else. It seems she was open to talk, now.

In the meantime, Edgeworth watched the two women talk, sort of. No one in the von Karma household was particularly great with feelings. Eventually, he slipped away from the conversation, keeping a close eye on them as he left. He smiled his soft, bittersweet smile, glad that Franziska was finally making friends. He would let them talk this out, this was no place for him.
Suddenly, out of basically nowhere at all, something hit his leg like a tiny truck. Miles fell the exact same way, landing with an 'oof.' He blinked in surprise, looking at the child in front of him.
He got up, wiping the dirt off of his suit, not really offering any help.
"I am Miles Edgeworth. And you are?" He replied.