"I ... sometime around here I got some help. I talked to Nita again and she said the, the draining, it wasn't far along enough to kill me. And I got a sort of energy transfusion from this other lady, a healer, so ... I was doing better by this time, I can't blame it on fatigue or anything."
He's watching his hands again, fingers restlessly pleating the edge of his shirt, as he continues: going back to the Security office to leave another note, Baby asking him for assistance on the footage she'd taken from Matt's cell, deciding to watch it. Knowing even as he did that it was a bad idea on several levels, that there were so many reasons why he shouldn't be doing it, and doing it anyway.
Watching Matt talk to a ghost about the man who had used and manipulated and tried to murder him, and getting gutpunched with sudden inexorable empathy.
(The awkward part is explaining about Hannibal Lecter, and how someone fictional could be a real person and connected to somebody here. And avoiding the part about how that's why he trusts Millman, because of his appearance in a certain novel.)
"I felt like I had to tell him, though," he says, low. "Tell him what I saw and what I know, and that he had to get away from Hannibal and stay away. Especially because ..." A sigh. "Doesn't matter. Anyway that was the next bad call. I should have sent him a note, or told X to carry him a message or something. Instead of going and talking to him. Nita said ... every time I talk to him it hurts me."
His eyes are burning again. "And I guess she was right."
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He's watching his hands again, fingers restlessly pleating the edge of his shirt, as he continues: going back to the Security office to leave another note, Baby asking him for assistance on the footage she'd taken from Matt's cell, deciding to watch it. Knowing even as he did that it was a bad idea on several levels, that there were so many reasons why he shouldn't be doing it, and doing it anyway.
Watching Matt talk to a ghost about the man who had used and manipulated and tried to murder him, and getting gutpunched with sudden inexorable empathy.
(The awkward part is explaining about Hannibal Lecter, and how someone fictional could be a real person and connected to somebody here. And avoiding the part about how that's why he trusts Millman, because of his appearance in a certain novel.)
"I felt like I had to tell him, though," he says, low. "Tell him what I saw and what I know, and that he had to get away from Hannibal and stay away. Especially because ..." A sigh. "Doesn't matter. Anyway that was the next bad call. I should have sent him a note, or told X to carry him a message or something. Instead of going and talking to him. Nita said ... every time I talk to him it hurts me."
His eyes are burning again. "And I guess she was right."