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[Kaneda just stares helplessly at her, like he's somehow looking at a girl who's cheated death more times than a fucking cat. Back in Neo Tokyo, when you were put on trial, it was basically a death sentence, if you even made it that far. If you were well known enough, or had a track record, accidents happen.

So how...HOW DID SHE GET THROUGH IT FOUR TIMES?!]

...

[Sorry, his mouth's just hanging open. listening to her babble on.

Capsule decides now is the right time to lick his master's hand. Master you are very very still. Why are you still?]

[Oh, Kaneda. Don't think she misses that gobsmacked look on your face.]

What?

My best friend's the second greatest attorney out there.

There's no way things could have gone wrong with Phoenix Wright on the defense!

[Things he's learned today: Maya's sister sang her a lullaby, she was everything to her, they went down different paths but always looked out for each other, Maya got arrested, Maya got arrested four times, Maya's best friend is a lawyer.

Somewhere along the line, things made less sense, and his brain is trying to desperately catch up.]

...

A defense lawyer that won? [Four times? Why isn't he dead?]

I know, right?

[Maya laughs.]

But my sister was the same. She was the greatest attorney of all time. She and Nick and-- and Edgeworth's dad, actually, they were all great attorneys who fought to protect the wrongly accused.

[Ok maybe she's hyping it up a l-- no. No she's not. Things might not have been as crappy as Neo Tokyo, but the odds had always been grim.

Even Mia had once lost a case that cost more than just jail time.]

[From the way Kaneda looks, it's like you were telling him a fairy tale. His face remains frozen, enough for Capsule to reach over and lick it to make sure he didn't turn to stone. But after learning about all the attorneys in Maya's life, how she was arrested four times (he's still not sure that's even a real thing), willingly agreeing to his more illegal endeavors and still friends/relatives of lawyers.

It was just...unheard of.]

Listen to ya...

[His voice drifts off, as if wanting to believe there's world where lawyers seemed like superheroes.]

You know how crazy that sounds, right? To a guy like me?

Crazy or not, it's the truth! That's just how it happened.

[She leans back on her palms, then, shrugging.]

Somehow, Mia paved the way for things to start changing back home, and... Nick really stepped up.

So...if Mia and Nikku are the ones who started getting Defense Attorneys to win...

[A pause.]

What was it like before?

Well-- don't get me wrong, it's not like they never won before, but...

[She starts playing with her hair, pouting a little.]

Court cases have to be done in like, three days. And prosecutors kind of... aren't about finding the truth anymore, y'know?

It's all about their spotless records.

[She has a particular prosecutor in mind, and it isn't Edgeworth....]

[Now that at least gets a little more of an air of familiarity. The three day court cases isn't something that exists in Neo Tokyo, but he wouldn't be honestly all that surprised if they were.

Prosecutors with spotless records...he could certainly see that.]

Sounds like they kinda set you up to fail, huh.

...Actually? We kinda were, at least for a while.

The man who killed my sister-- he had financial power over the whole legal system. I don't even know if everyone involved got caught.

[But at the same time, she kind of hopes not all of them have. After all, some people-- such as Grossberg-- had just been manipulated, not outright bad.]

Sounds a lot like back home.

[It's quiet, tapping his knuckles on his knee in thought.]

Pretty sure lawyers were just paid to throw in the towel. Get crap off the streets.

[And by 'crap', he means people like him.]

...I dunno. Maybe. I think back home it was more just... to keep rich people rich and poor people poor.

[Then again, maybe that's what 'getting crap off the streets' means.]

It's-- well, I think it's getting better...

Well, you're winning, right?

Someone's winning. That means something.

[The fact that you were not guilty four times is hope enough. Most people don't even make it TO their first.]

Oh-- yeah! We've won like...

[Maya sits back suddenly, mumbling to herself as she counts on her fingers. There was this case, and that case, and the other....]

Um, I think it was-- something like twelve?

TWELVE?!

[Okay, he could believe four. Maybe. If you hashed them all out one by one and the last one turned out to be a misdemeanor like spitting on the sidewalk. But TWELVE?

Does this 'Nick' person even exist?!]

...

[Just this look of disbelief, Maya. That's all he can muster.]

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