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The Room

*Lecter leans against the doorway*
Lecter: You defended yourself, Hanna. There's no shame in that.

The Room

*Lecter shows no reaction to watching Sydney die, and instead puts a round through her head and follows after Hanna*
*He remains silent for now as he watches the situation between Hanna Iris unfold, and silently notes Walter's presence*

The Room

*Lecter shakes his head at Dallas' limp form and turns to investigate Sydney. Seeing that she's still alive, he walks towards her*
Lecter: Suppose you have some last words before that crystal kills you?

The Room

*Lecter sighs and follows after Dallas, taking a moment to smell the air and Dallas' blood*
Lecter: What a waste.

The Room

*Lecter reloads his pistol and stalks towards Dallas once he stops firing*
Lecter: Hanna, what happened?
*He keeps his pistol trained on Dallas as he addresses the ghoul*

*Karma would smirk if she could, and lands next to Halia*
Mortals should learn. Two more have fallen.

The Room

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The Room

*Lecter takes advantage of Dallas firing at Hanna, and fires his own magazine at Dallas*
Lecter: Should've dropped it when I told you to.

The Room

*Lecter is already moving as Dallas turns, drawing his pistol as he goes*
Lecter: Warned you.
*The Devil Hunter fires at Dallas' gun hand as he dives over a counter*

The Room

*Lecter doesn't glance back at Halia*
Lecter: Someone or something making a bad decision.
*The Devil Hunter swings the door open and looks around the room, smelling everything: the scent of Jimmy's bag, Iris's blood, spent casings, and each of the occupants*
Lecter: Drop the guns, and don't move.

The Room

*Lecter hears the gunfire and frowns*
Lecter: Trouble in paradise, as usual. Just hope that John is alright.
*The Devil Hunter makes sure his pistol is secured in it's holster, and he sheathes his sword*
Lecter: Stay here. I'll be back in a minute.
*With that, he heads towards the door to the Room*