Giving a short nod, unsure of exactly where to file away that information that makes him ache in ways he's not used to at all, he glances over the scribbled pictures and then sets them aside. He never asked, never even suspected really - and it hurts a little that he never put it together.
"You feel like watching something? I picked up a few videos the other day and Hannibal seems to think we're going to be able to stay tonight."
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"You feel like watching something? I picked up a few videos the other day and Hannibal seems to think we're going to be able to stay tonight."