[And the Edgeworth who cast an apparent spell earlier waits coolly as the self-examination goes on, continuing to hold whatever he wrote between his fingers all the while. Every item is exactly where it should be; indeed, the only indication of anything amiss is a fine trace of what seems to be fingerprinting dust on one of the credit cards of the Edgeworth on the defensive.]
Last night at roughly 8:30 PM. I don't suppose you took note of any of the inn's proprietors on your way out?
(Though if he did, he likely dismissed them as mere midgets given that he isn't completely surrounded by a population primarily of that size as I was.)
[After all, halflings aren't as obviously nonhuman as gnomes.]
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Last night at roughly 8:30 PM. I don't suppose you took note of any of the inn's proprietors on your way out?
(Though if he did, he likely dismissed them as mere midgets given that he isn't completely surrounded by a population primarily of that size as I was.)
[After all, halflings aren't as obviously nonhuman as gnomes.]