Hannibal Lecter, visiting post

[guppy_sandhu]

If anyone wants to see Lecter, the opportunity is there.

He has tubes all over the place, and a sensor alarm in the bed that alerts medical staff should he try to bugger off or jump up at anyone, so you're probably quite safe.

[ooc: Standard Lecter warnings for blood, violence, and psychological manipulation, plus medical details.
Guppy will be keeping an eye on him for the first 48 hours or so, but feel free to have visiting medics come in to relieve him.]

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[cook_the_rude]

"That sounds fair enough," Hannibal says. "How is my lung doing?"

[guppy_sandhu]

Half smirk. "You're still talking?"

[cook_the_rude]

"So it exists and works," Hannibal says, smirking back. "For the moment. I'd feel better if you checked it again before you leave."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy shrugs and gets the scanner out again.

"I can but it's a complete waste of time, if it's going to deflate again it'll do it over the next day or so, not in the next minute."

He runs the scanner over it, and pulls up the image on the screen.

"See, still there."

[cook_the_rude]

Hannibal looks at the image for a while. "It looks good so far," he says. "Thank you."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy sighs.

"Put your lungs and life to good use. Try to act... less insane." he says. "That would be better thanks."

[cook_the_rude]

"I'll call you if I notice anything," Hannibal says.

[guppy_sandhu]

"You mean like a conscience, or chest pains?"

[cook_the_rude]

"The latter," Hannibal says.