Jonathan looked up as the man entered, and remembered just why Edward had a reason to be jealous. He smirked at the question, leaning back slightly in his chair. "My husband has issues," he said dryly. "He shot me."
He shook his head at the question, accepting his teacup. "Something more, regarding Effie, my step-daughter that I think you might find...interesting." At least, he hoped Hannibal would find it interesting. The other man did so love psychology and the idea of someone completely losing their memories, and by extension who they were? Well that would be fun to play with...at least for a man like Jonathan Crane.