Hannibal's house, Wednesday afternoon

At this point, Hannibal was wondering, with mixed amusement and exasperation, if everybody on the island thought they were well-adjusted. Still, he had once again arranged everything in the hopes of a group.

When everybody was gathered assuming anyone comes, he started. "Let's begin this week with a question. The island has been relatively quiet lately. Do you look upon that as a refreshing time to relax, or do you find yourself becoming progressively more anxious, wondering what's to come?"


[OOC: Open post, no OCD today! Other than who came and what Hannibal set up the office for, the rest is NFB due to therapy and squirrel bribes.]