Lindsey arched a brow. "I'd, uh, take my guitar somewhere I could play it. Now that Lorne's gone, I gotta find somewhere new, but... I'd go play. Have some drinks. Buy the bar a round." He smirked. "Somethin' like that."
He didn't blink when Hannibal didn't answer. In fact, Lindsey felt it was better that way. He really didn't want to know what Lecter would do. He was just fine with not knowing and having no mental images of it whatsoever.
But he gave both a close-lipped smile. "You lemme know if you do wanna do somethin' and need any help organizing. Be happy to help. As for the housing thing... Can try talking to the landlord at River's old building. I'm not sure her old place is still open, but it can't hurt to ask. Long as you wanna go back there, that is."