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How many nights did you stay in Abigail Hobbs' hospital room? The answer had been more than a few nights. But Doctor Lecter stayed longer. Why was it he who was being tested for stability now? No one ever seemed to ask precious Doctor Lecter what he was doing there, or about his own moral obligations to a girl in a coma because of her father. Her father that Graham killed. Orphaned. It was his fault. Yes, of course he felt responsible for it. Of course he felt responsible for the events. After all, he was the one who orphaned her in the first place. Caught her father, the killer. Killed him. Felt good about killing him.
Who felt good about killing people? Psychopaths. He wasn't a psychopath; his horse was hitched closer to some sort of autism spectrum disorder, after all. Some sort of cheap joke he gave to Crawford in a half-mocking statement, pillowed by some bit of truth. This was why he told himself that he reveled in saving her, not in killing her father.
Saving her, not killing her father.
Saving her, not killing her father.
Even as he thought these things on the crowded walk to the nearest bus station, he heard the clacking hooves of an elk and turned down the alley they echoed from. Garrett Jacob Hobbswas wedged into the corner of the alley. Will forced himself to look away, but not in enough time to avoid colliding with the solid form of another human being.
This alone was enough to give him a violent start and stopped him as he racked his brain for the right word to use in this situation, but lacked any proper sort of greeting as he simply stared at them with wide eyes.
