He groans slightly and lifts his free hand to press to his face, covering his eyes. He doesn't really know what came over him, it felt like the right thing to do but then he fucked it up and lord, why does Hannibal make everything so complicated?
Out of guilt, he picks up a spare napkin and offers it to Sara. Really, truly, he is so sorry. ]
I'm sorry. It's the -- it's the drink. I'm not nearly that affectionate with Hannibal. [ WILL... ] I mean, look at him. He doesn't deserve it.
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He groans slightly and lifts his free hand to press to his face, covering his eyes. He doesn't really know what came over him, it felt like the right thing to do but then he fucked it up and lord, why does Hannibal make everything so complicated?
Out of guilt, he picks up a spare napkin and offers it to Sara. Really, truly, he is so sorry. ]
I'm sorry. It's the -- it's the drink. I'm not nearly that affectionate with Hannibal. [ WILL... ] I mean, look at him. He doesn't deserve it.
[ WILL!!! ]
... How do you like the food?