[For what feels like the first time in ages, Edgeworth has the opportunity to discuss the case with an intellectual equal. He finds himself wondering how any work was ever accomplished during the time he spent working with Detective Gumshoe and his department.]

Pride may indeed be the case, but we can't discard the possibility of her protecting the attacker either. Consider a scenario in which she conceals the truth out of some ill form of affection for the criminal, or perhaps fear that revealing their identity might bring about even worse circumstances for her. And of course, Hunter could be keeping a secret from us that might surface in the investigation were we to make further progress.

[He indeed noticed Javert's emphasis on the particular word. Edgeworth inwardly reminds himself that the Inspector is from a different time entirely. In addition to social standards, detective work and carefully calculated crime analysis have come a long way since then. Javert's instincts might have served him well when things were much simpler, but times have changed.]

What reason would she have to give a false testimony? Moreover, why would one so full of pride be reluctant to cooperate unless there was more to the story? Something here simply doesn't add up yet. I'm afraid further investigation is necessary.

[Edgeworth himself had to learn the painful lesson that the truth is not always black and white. Now, it's Javert's turn.]