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[herr_bookman]

After his "conversation" with the Dark Dragon and Mia's subsequent tongue-lashing, Autor found himself chastened and in need of a bracing cup of tea. He picks up a face mask for protection from the flu and soldiers out to see if his worries about Oswin and Rae being infected are well-founded.

Catch him out and about in the main bar.

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[herr_bookman]

Autor blinks at him, stymied, and then breaks into a sharp grin under his mask. He dips his head. "Good night, Dr. Lecter."

[cook_the_rude]

"Ta-ta," Hannibal says, and with a silly wave of his fingers, leaves.