"Does that mean you will talk to the King, Princess Tifa?"
"Hm…
..I already did."
And almost like a playful dog, Riley's ears, and even some strands of his long white hair started to perk up and even wag.
"He said no..."
But alas, his growing excitement did not really last long as Princess Tifa's sighs reached his ears. Riley was about to take his seat again, but it would seem Princess Tifa was not finished with her words.
"But I did manage to get you on the stand, Professor."
"The stand?" Riley tilted his head to the side as he remained standing.
"Hm. Aerith already talked in her previous trial, and the alien friend she brought also tirelessly talked during the trial; so they're not allowed to defend anymore, but you…" Princess Tifa continued to gently cradle the baby she was holding as she faced Riley,
"You might offer a better insight—my sources say that you claim to be her lover, no?"
"..."
Ho!?