That's right. He remembers now. The guy who shot at him... and got Edgeworth instead. Dick.
"And, may I ask, why are you lurking around in my dreams and not, say, asking directly within the dream? Don't think I haven't seen you prying about before. Hell, I had my suspicions it was a haunting, but it wasn't until I talked to Jeff, and he told me about having dreams featuring a guy looking just like you that I realized what the hell was going on." Nick looks at him sternly. He does not appreciate his privacy invaded by either spirits or living beings.
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That's right. He remembers now. The guy who shot at him... and got Edgeworth instead. Dick.
"And, may I ask, why are you lurking around in my dreams and not, say, asking directly within the dream? Don't think I haven't seen you prying about before. Hell, I had my suspicions it was a haunting, but it wasn't until I talked to Jeff, and he told me about having dreams featuring a guy looking just like you that I realized what the hell was going on." Nick looks at him sternly. He does not appreciate his privacy invaded by either spirits or living beings.