[ Franziska can't really say no to that. Iris' statement is hardly foolish. ]

To rise above your own foolishness means to acknowledge it in the first place.

Perhaps one day humanity won't be so foolish but until I see proof I'll withhold my judgment. You've made yourself clear to me, Sister Iris. You're quite optimistic and it's different from what I think.

I wouldn't call it optimism.

[Optimism would be a little more like...the unwavering belief that people could rise above said foolishness.]

But I do agree that...we both seem to think differently. About many things. Which I'm willing to accept.

After all, wasn't it different points of view that allowed you and Mr. Edgeworth to uncover truths that allowed my trial to continue beyond the first day?

[Regardless about how Franziska might feel about "losing" a one-day win...Iris would always be grateful for what she saw to be a (begrudging) teamwork between the adopted siblings]

[ Franziska nods to Iris words. ]

Justice cannot be brought to light without clashing opinions. The truth will make itself known for better or for worse.

I'm willing to accept our differences as well.

Good. I'm glad.

[It meant an easier time getting along in future, hopefully less embarrassing, endeavors.]