6 - A Productive Day (1)

                                    

                                          
(Art above is made by nightlysage or Spooge on tumblr)
Flug rushed out of his room, finding himself maybe a bit too excited about his new plan.
He slowed down a bit, holding back from running to his patient, trying to seem more normal and casual from someone else's perspective. He did it because of his paranoia and the fear of awkwardness that he would feel if he ever needed to explain his actions to someone. There was absolutely no reason to have such a fear, - he could only imagine situations like this, they never actually happened to him - but he was still afraid of the possibility of this happening.
After all that, he'll need to check on his other patients. They were doing just fine past few couple days and didn't need any special attention, but it seemed like with Black Hat being all shady and kind of interesting, he completely forgot 5.0.5 and Dementia. The bear could just get a little upset, but the lizard-girl was more worrying. It was a bad idea to worsen her mood - she would behave a lot less worse if she felt alone, and the experience proved it. 
Coming back to the main point of the day, Flug should come up with a few questions and not just ask "Do you like your room". It would be much better if he could know what exactly Black Hat dislikes, if he even does. Maybe ask about quality of his sleep, about decorations, - now that lights are on - about the temperature. There was a lot of possible questions, Doctor could even ask him about if he needs any items to be more comfortable. 
Come to think of it, actually, does this villain even need sleep? Would the scientist disturb the patient with such a question, would he taunt Flug again or something in the matter? He'll probably say something like "You think such a powerful being like me requires sleep?!". Not that it would hurt a lot, but it's still not too comfortable for the scientist. Well, not like he can somehow escape it.
And Doctor's thoughts were really useful once again - not only in theory, but in practice. This walk was somehow even faster than all the previous ones! Or so it seemed.
This time the scientist could assume that Black Hat didn't have anything too important to say to him, partly because when he got to the reinforced door, there wasn't any words coming from the room. He was kind of happy about it, though - that really creeped him out last time. His patient was really invested in creeping everyone out, now wasn't he?
It was much more pleasant to come in this room, mainly because it was properly lighted this time. And because of that factor, now Flug could easily spot the villain. He was laying on his back, head and his top hat on the floor, both slightly flinched to the side and pointed at the Doctor who just entered the room, while demon's legs rested on the wall, crossed. 
(Pose inspiration from nightlysage on tumblr, again, the artwork itself is applied to the chapter)
"How was your sleep yesterday, Doctor Flug? Wasn't it a bit cold?" Black Hat's earlier bored face now had a sly smirk on it, again, wanting to play with Flug's feeling of comfort. 
The scientist was weirded out for some short time, pleasing the villain with his reaction and mostly the eyes, which were shifting through the room constantly. Then he figured that it must've been cold in his "cell" too, maybe something happened with the heating of the building itself. 
"It wasn't that b-bad, actually. But you don't have any blankets, I'm worried that y-you might have been uncomfortable here." Flug spread his arms wide open, circling the room, and immediately spoke again. "I wanted to ask you something about c-comfort, too. I worry about the quality of your time spent here, so I wanted to ask if you enjoyed your stay so far. For example: is the temperature fine for you? Do you need any items of comfort? Do you, maybe, need any changes to the room itself?" Doctor tilted his head to the side, questioning the villain.