Just coming back to Landel's made Langdon Caul feel nervous. The hallucinations and headaches had faded when the tumor was finally removed and the delusions had eventually followed, but he still had the memories. The sooner anyone could be released from that self-induced hell the better.
Langdon nodded a hello to the nurses as he was once again let into the visitor's room, this time from the other side. He was wearing a knitted sweater and a newsboy cap that hid the scar from his recent brain surgery, and his long-fingered hands were buried in his pockets. There had apparently been a staff change after his release, but he still felt ashamed to walk sane amoung people who'd seen him mad.
But enough about his problems. He was here on a social call. They had said his real name was Laurier, but it was hard for Langdon not to think of him as 'L' when he saw the wide-eyed young man hunched in his chair. Abe approached him carefully and sat down in the opposite chair, folding his hands in his lap. He hoped L at least remembered him, he remembered their interactions as being pleasant.
Re: 2/2
Langdon nodded a hello to the nurses as he was once again let into the visitor's room, this time from the other side. He was wearing a knitted sweater and a newsboy cap that hid the scar from his recent brain surgery, and his long-fingered hands were buried in his pockets. There had apparently been a staff change after his release, but he still felt ashamed to walk sane amoung people who'd seen him mad.
But enough about his problems. He was here on a social call. They had said his real name was Laurier, but it was hard for Langdon not to think of him as 'L' when he saw the wide-eyed young man hunched in his chair. Abe approached him carefully and sat down in the opposite chair, folding his hands in his lap. He hoped L at least remembered him, he remembered their interactions as being pleasant.
"It's good to see you again."