And here, right here, something is born. Hannibal had never had much desire for children before meeting Triss. To be entirely, completely, undesirably honest, he hadn't had much desire after meeting her, either. What he had wanted was to see where this newfound power would go. What it might grow into. What he could help shape it into.
But in this melding of his worlds - one of mutants and magic, and one of hiding that from the public - he is suddenly not alone in a way that's new as of today. Triss had been part of that hidden world, of course, but she'd been unhappy there. Now, she's still frightened of her own potential, but it's a fear she is going to work to overcome. Now that she's taking the first few steps of being inquisitive, in asking for his secrets...
...Hannibal realizes that he'd been missing that opportunity. To give over his secrets to a willing, deserved heir.
In that moment, Hannibal wants a child for reasons most parents want one: to be immortal through them, to watch their own worldviews be handed over and then energetically reshaped and repurposed.
More easily than he would have ever thought possible, Hannibal feels himself unfolding those secrets that he's never told another adult. "I collect books on every supernatural subject I can. Knowledge of a thing can reduce fear of it, and allow you to put it to its best possible use."
Hannibal is very carefully placing the books he was holding atop the one Triss has placed down. Everything stacks neatly on his desk. "And, before I found you, these books were some of my only contacts to people like myself. My only sense of family."
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Date: 2016-08-07 01:48 pm (UTC)But in this melding of his worlds - one of mutants and magic, and one of hiding that from the public - he is suddenly not alone in a way that's new as of today. Triss had been part of that hidden world, of course, but she'd been unhappy there. Now, she's still frightened of her own potential, but it's a fear she is going to work to overcome. Now that she's taking the first few steps of being inquisitive, in asking for his secrets...
...Hannibal realizes that he'd been missing that opportunity. To give over his secrets to a willing, deserved heir.
In that moment, Hannibal wants a child for reasons most parents want one: to be immortal through them, to watch their own worldviews be handed over and then energetically reshaped and repurposed.
More easily than he would have ever thought possible, Hannibal feels himself unfolding those secrets that he's never told another adult. "I collect books on every supernatural subject I can. Knowledge of a thing can reduce fear of it, and allow you to put it to its best possible use."
Hannibal is very carefully placing the books he was holding atop the one Triss has placed down. Everything stacks neatly on his desk. "And, before I found you, these books were some of my only contacts to people like myself. My only sense of family."