Gunther's hands traced down the girl's neck and across her shoulder before giving her a smile.  He went ahead and handed her the can of tuna.  It was sealed, of course, and she wouldn't be able to do anything with it until he took a can opener to it, but it would give her something to occupy her hands with.  Gunther backed up and sat down patiently in the high backed chair, crossing his legs as he looked out at Tila-Rose.  "Why did you bury your Nana after you ate her?  And why did you eat her in the first place?  Was there nothing to eat in the house?"  The questions were very gentle, and seemed to humour her a bit, as the lunatic's eyes drank in the curves of her body.  Putting her on a leash seemed like a very sensible treatment option indeed.