Did he mean Miles? A pointed stare is given as the subway train comes to a brief stop, one of the many that would be between them and their destination.

"...You followed me." A heated glare the likes of which could melt steel is directed at the overly cheerful man, and had he been capable of hissing at that moment he perhaps would have.

"Fool. I have been here longer than you. How could I not?"

He'd rather not have to talk about such things given it was an obvious sorespot to lose to a dunderhead like Phoenix Wright. Especially if he had been plotting for the upside of fifteen years. To have such intricate plans unravelled so easily by such a moron was terribly laughable.