You had attended a trial at the courthouse because of your growing interest in all things law. The trial was a heated one, but he knew he had the upper hand in this situation, for the defence came unprepared to refute a crucial argument.

The trial, almost inevitably, ended as a success for prosecutor Edgeworth, yet another victory under his belt. One that probably came natural to him at this point. You saw him slip away pretty quickly from the courtroom after the trial ended, namely because he liked to avoid the public eye.

All was going swimmingly for him... or so he thought.

A sudden earthquake hit moments after the courtroom emptied. You followed the standard protocols, crawling underneath something to avoid potential debris falling, keeping yourself safe. That quake soon passed, and you crawled back out from your spot. What was strange, when you stood back up was you could make out a familiar red suited man. He was curled up into a ball in the corner of the courthouse lobby, just tucked away from the few people left in this building. You couldn't just leave a prideful man in a moment of distress. So you went to help him.