and you're to tell him nothing personal

They were perturbed, he could see, and Lecter snickered inwardly. Yet he said nothing, enjoying the discourse between the two, though the pain in his foreleg was beginning to become somewhat unbearable, between the rent in his flesh and the itch of the healing. "You could depart now for such tasks," he suggested dryly, suddenly wishing to be alone. Icewater glare floated first to Cara, then to Kaname. "If you find anything of interest, report it to me."

His mind had traveled to Jinx, and quiet contemplation of how they had come to be where they stood presently was what he wished, for it was a beautiful thing to him, almost impossibly so.