I have doubts about a lot of people suddenly if it's all the same to you. [AND YET SOMEHOW? NOT HANNIBAL? PERCY YOU STUPID MORON. But anyway. He doesn't seem to even care if he's being observed as he's pretty used to this by now. He's used to people assessing him, listening to him, sizing him up to see what kind of threat he is.

It's normal. At least something in this fucking place is.]

Maybe. We don't know who else is hiding around here. [He fixes him with an intrigued sort of look, something almost touching on the edge of a man who has nothing less to lose but still the calculated expression of a strategist.] What do you know about the roles, Dr. Lecter?