*Lecter barely registers Merg leaving, as he's so focused on the figure*
Lecter: Be'lak. Manage to free yourself from Hell again?
*The figure chuckles and takes a step towards Lecter, who responds by raising his pistol at the figure*
[i]Is that how you would greet me, my son?[/i]
*Lecter growls*
Lecter: We are not family.

*Karma tails after Iris, making her best efforts to avoid being noticed*