[Wright's initial choice of words seems to firm Edgeworth's resolve enough to allow him to glare properly at his friend.]

Wright, if literally anything were possible, nothing would be provable! How else do we find our way to the truth if not by eliminating the impossible?!

[As for that question... well, Phoenix's perception warps, allowing him to see and hear the rattling of chains into place and a pair of Psyche-Locks springing into existence before Edgeworth as he continues to glare silently.

...However, said Psyche-Locks look a little strange. Most of the time, the bright red locks look pristine. These, by contrast, look scratched up, as though a paint scraper had been applied to them.]