[ It's not his favourite method, using the door, but he disappears from the iwndow and in a matter of moments he's at the door--and he's only got a scraped knuckles to show for it when he climbed down the scaffolding. It's a personal record, really.
Still, he's a bit dirty but not too bad--he bathed a week ago, and by his standards (and the 1890s) that's pretty alright. He's more interested in the room than Hannibal, walking around it, shuffling this way and that, and finally: ]
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Still, he's a bit dirty but not too bad--he bathed a week ago, and by his standards (and the 1890s) that's pretty alright. He's more interested in the room than Hannibal, walking around it, shuffling this way and that, and finally: ]
'Ey, Doctor Fancy, what's therapy?