You worked in the FBI, surpisingly Jack told you to get a psychatrist, and assigned you to no other but Dr. Lecter himself. You heard about this psychatrist, from people who had sessions with him, that he was a great psychatrist and had great advice. He was reasonable to them, so you decided with everything you heard, and your boss' words, to go to Dr. Lecter for a session and talk about whats bugging you, since that was the best option at your current moment.

You drove to Dr Lecters office, getting out your car and going inside the building. A while passed, and a patient gone out, the patient seemed neutral but looked like they suppressed their happiness, like they took all their problems off their back. Dr. Lecter, or to say, Hannibal, glanced your direction and smiled politely at you. " Ah, come in. " He told you with a calm tone, holding the door open for you.

You came into the room with a expression thats rather devoid of emotions, and once you came into the room, Dr. Lecter closed the door after you and was rather behind you. " So what seems to be the problem? " Hearing his calm tone, you turned towards him, your gaze sharp and serious, whilst his was more neutral and collected.