"Heya Ema!" Apollo grinned, spotting the forensics-obsessed detective. He ran forward, Trucy by his side, but stopped short.
"Uh . . . I'm not trying to be rude, but . . . who's the kid?" he pointed to the ebony-haired girl standing next to her.
"Adorable, huh?" she giggled. "I took a page from Mr. Wright's book and decided to adopt!" Apollo stared.
"Of course, I dressed her up like I did when I was her age." She gestured to the sixteen-year-old girl pointedly. The girl waved, flat eyes gazing ahead dully.
"She doesn't have much of a personality, but she sure is adorable!" Trucy chimed in.
"I know right!" Ema laughed, and the girl stared on, her wavy locks framing her face as she clutched the messenger bag in one hand. She looked a lot like Vera.
"They're all crazy." He muttered.
"Yes, yes they are." The girl murmured softly. Apollo turned to face her.
"I'm Apollo Justice, Ace Attorney." He held out his hand.
"Skye . . . Cecile Skye." She whispered, and shook it. Ema turned to look at them.
"Hey! She can talk!" Trucy cheered. "I'm Trucy, magician extraordinaire!"
"Cecile . . ." she muttered again as Trucy beamed.
"Well, introductions aside," she grabbed Cecile, "let's go! I need to buy more snakoos!"