Gunther straightened up, taking on a pose that actually looked like a responsible medical professional.  Still bleeding a little bit, he nodded and smiled, joining Ignatius on the walk to the lobby.  "You understand, of course, that I haven't worked at a high security facility like this before.  I'll need you to walk me through the procedures a bit."  Gunther's tone was disarmingly casual, and he took the lead slightly as he opened up the door to the lobby, desperately seeking a look at his next victim.  Ignatius was okay, his aura kept shifting in color, but he really wasn't possessed, at least not enough.  And so Trismagustus worked along with his colleague, only occasionally getting flashes of fear that he was actually a patient at the asylum, rather than a doctor.