It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.
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[ Hannibal seems to consider that question, since it takes him a moment to mull it over, but he nods. ]
I suppose in a sense, I do. My specialty is more in trauma. Violence simply comes hand in hand with it for some people. Sometimes I admittedly felt their desires for it were justified. Sometimes not. And on occasion, it has turned towards me.
[ He takes in a breath and sighs it out, though there's a certain tone to that it sounds almost tired. Maybe even sad. He tilts his head to the side just a bit more as he looks at his own poster, reading over the scars again. ]
I wonder if it's more ironic or more fitting that I'm here, with that in mind. A psychiatrist specializing in trauma with surgical knowledge. I almost feel hand-picked for this situation.
[It all makes sense to her except one detail, and she looks towards him with a curious look on her face.]
What was the difference between the times you thought it was justified and the times you thought it wasn't?
[She follows his gaze back to his own poster for a moment, frowning lightly. She's never really thought of psychiatrist as a dangerous position.]
I'm pretty sure all of us were hand-picked, though I'm guessing it was entertainment value for the majority of us. Bringing you here because they didn't want half of us dead a month in is looking more and more likely, though, yeah.
[ There's little pause in his answer, but it does come with a solemn sort of seriousness that makes it clear that it's something Hannibal has thought over quite a bit. ]
Empathy, perhaps. As a psychiatrist, I'm not supposed to have any particular attachment to my patients. Even acknowledging them outside of my office is rather inappropriate. But as a person— I hear the very worst of their lives, of their traumas and fears, and in some cases, these are not past events. They continue, and I have watched patients crumble and sink into despair as deep as the ocean. Sometimes, there is nothing to be done for it. But other times, such as when a young woman tells me of feeling forced to lure girls like herself to her father, a serial killer, I do wonder all the same. Perhaps she was right to have wanted to kill him herself.
[ It's a heavy, depressing topic, even when he's speaking as vaguely as possible. There's so much more to Abigail and her trauma, and Abigail's is only the first to come to mind. There's Margot, Will, and countless others who he's heard their desires for violence and personally felt that it was quite justified.
He looks to Natalie again and nods in a clear apology for the heaviness of the topic, but it's unavoidable with her question. Though Hannibal did have patients that were more "normal," a great many of them came at recommendations because of his skill at dealing with extreme trauma. ]
...But on that note, I would much rather save lives than condemn them. If that's my purpose here, then it seems they picked the right person, considering the recklessness I've seen. It's quite lucky that my memory is sharp.
[She pauses, looking appropriately disturbed by the examples he gives, before she stops to think it over.]
I think a little bit of attachment is a good thing. Not, like, if it gets in the way, but... Stops you from treating them like a list of symptoms and facts on a page, right? [She thinks of her mother.] Anyways, that girl - obviously she wasn't fine, but what happened to her? Do you know?
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She shrugs in response to his apologetic look. Everything here is depressing, she thinks. At least the girl he's talking about isn't somewhere here, someone she has to be actively worried about.
What follows is a soft and humorless laugh. It's not offended or upset despite the next words out of her mouth.]
[ Look, Natalie. #sorrynotsorry Though considering what Some People get up to later this week, he definitely doesn't look upon Natalie or Sei as harshly as he might those Certain People. He can hardly begrudge the first to figure out some of the town's ruthless secrets, but everyone after that... He at least gives her an apologetic smile for the comment, though it does turn more serious as he considers the first. He lapses into a longer pause that's almost answer enough. ]
...She could not escape her father's legacy, unfortunately. She was murdered.
[ His voice is soft and mournful, and even though he doesn't say much, it's clear enough that he cared for her. He shakes his head slightly, then sighs just as gently. ]
My patients do not always have happy endings. Sometimes, I simply cannot help them in the end.
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[There's a familiarity in her voice, at least, that suggests it's not the first time she's heard that explanation.]
So one of your patients did that to you? Did you specialize in people who tended to be violent?
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I suppose in a sense, I do. My specialty is more in trauma. Violence simply comes hand in hand with it for some people. Sometimes I admittedly felt their desires for it were justified. Sometimes not. And on occasion, it has turned towards me.
[ He takes in a breath and sighs it out, though there's a certain tone to that it sounds almost tired. Maybe even sad. He tilts his head to the side just a bit more as he looks at his own poster, reading over the scars again. ]
I wonder if it's more ironic or more fitting that I'm here, with that in mind. A psychiatrist specializing in trauma with surgical knowledge. I almost feel hand-picked for this situation.
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What was the difference between the times you thought it was justified and the times you thought it wasn't?
[She follows his gaze back to his own poster for a moment, frowning lightly. She's never really thought of psychiatrist as a dangerous position.]
I'm pretty sure all of us were hand-picked, though I'm guessing it was entertainment value for the majority of us. Bringing you here because they didn't want half of us dead a month in is looking more and more likely, though, yeah.
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Empathy, perhaps. As a psychiatrist, I'm not supposed to have any particular attachment to my patients. Even acknowledging them outside of my office is rather inappropriate. But as a person— I hear the very worst of their lives, of their traumas and fears, and in some cases, these are not past events. They continue, and I have watched patients crumble and sink into despair as deep as the ocean. Sometimes, there is nothing to be done for it. But other times, such as when a young woman tells me of feeling forced to lure girls like herself to her father, a serial killer, I do wonder all the same. Perhaps she was right to have wanted to kill him herself.
[ It's a heavy, depressing topic, even when he's speaking as vaguely as possible. There's so much more to Abigail and her trauma, and Abigail's is only the first to come to mind. There's Margot, Will, and countless others who he's heard their desires for violence and personally felt that it was quite justified.
He looks to Natalie again and nods in a clear apology for the heaviness of the topic, but it's unavoidable with her question. Though Hannibal did have patients that were more "normal," a great many of them came at recommendations because of his skill at dealing with extreme trauma. ]
...But on that note, I would much rather save lives than condemn them. If that's my purpose here, then it seems they picked the right person, considering the recklessness I've seen. It's quite lucky that my memory is sharp.
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I think a little bit of attachment is a good thing. Not, like, if it gets in the way, but... Stops you from treating them like a list of symptoms and facts on a page, right? [She thinks of her mother.] Anyways, that girl - obviously she wasn't fine, but what happened to her? Do you know?
[laughtrack.mp3
She shrugs in response to his apologetic look. Everything here is depressing, she thinks. At least the girl he's talking about isn't somewhere here, someone she has to be actively worried about.
What follows is a soft and humorless laugh. It's not offended or upset despite the next words out of her mouth.]
Recklessness. Right.
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...She could not escape her father's legacy, unfortunately. She was murdered.
[ His voice is soft and mournful, and even though he doesn't say much, it's clear enough that he cared for her. He shakes his head slightly, then sighs just as gently. ]
My patients do not always have happy endings. Sometimes, I simply cannot help them in the end.