The words she used reminded Hannibal very much of the zombie plague that he'd unleashed and all the things he'd heard said during that time. Which made him a little bit less excited about this virus, honestly. He'd already done zombies. It wasn't such a big deal. Also, not something that he wanted to repeat ever again. He hadn't particularly liked any part of it. All ideas of testing and experimentation started to flutter out of his mind.
"You aren't anywhere that is linked to your old home." He assured her. "It isn't like what you do here is ever going to have an effect on your life there. This is a place outside of that."
Hannibal fished under a sink for a biohazard bag, he wouldn't leave it here for anybody to take. He'd take it to his lab and destroy it with everything else once he'd figured out the virus and where it was harbored within her.
"You said Rising. You've spoken of it being fatal, and yet you use the word rising. Perhaps it's a jump, but it puts me in mind of zombies. If that is, indeed, the case, then I can assure you that we've dealt with that here. We had an outbreak. But it's been cured. Not to say that your virus is the same one that was released upon this city, I'm sure it's quite different. Certainly wasn't airborne or even bloodborne. It was bite contact only. I mean only to assure you that you're speaking with the doctor who found the cure for it. I will be incredibly careful."
He wasn't going to tell her, however, that he'd also created it to begin with.