She already jostled an elbow into his ribs, an abuse Hannibal took like a champ only because he was riding high on the delighted surprise of watching her aspirate his coffee. Now, as they settle back into real and serious conversation about Will knowing something more about him - and, by extension, them, if he really decided to peel away layers and start snooping around - Hannibal pouts at the shove into his arm. Not because it hurts, in fact Hannibal isn't even entirely sure he wants her to stop, but because it's part of the game.
A game Will would...probably appreciate a bit less than secret-keeping. Hannibal was only loosely privy to details about them hiking away into the woods somewhere to build some sort of cheap building, and he's only seen photos of it because Neph snapshots a variety of things on her phone to show him when they can finally see each other between his classes and her jobs, but he still gets the impression that Neph and Will are not, in fact, on shoulder-punching terms. And might never be, if only because Will doesn't seem as if he'd enjoy it much.
Hannibal can't even chalk that up to a sibling issue, because he's been without his own for so long. Or perhaps that's why - there's something to have missed, whereas Will has never had that relationship or the drive for it.
Thoughts for later, maybe. Maybe not now, with Will losing some of his smothered cheer in favor of watching Hannibal sidelong as he tunnels too far into his own thoughts.
Clawing his way back out with minimal effort, Hannibal leans a bit more against Neph, even as she's doing her best to be bony and unappealing to do so with. Elbows trying to puncture his lungs or not, he was-- angry for her, earlier. He can't quite say 'worried', even in his own head, but it's not incorrect.
And Neph is handing that permission right back to him, even as he'd been thinking that it was a decision he'd made with a possible joint effect - again, depending on how savvy and determined Will wants to be about tracking down information about him. With just a first name, of course, it won't be simple... But then it's not a common name in America, is it?
"Then I am willing to take any risk it may include." Said while sipping at his own coffee, watching Neph more than Will.
Mostly because he doesn't need to glance over for long to know that Will is draining that coffee like it's the only distraction he has from considering what's happening. "At least now I get to call you something and not see you poorly mask the fact that it's not your real name."
Nevermind. Hannibal was wrong. Will Graham is a terrible choice to put faith into, because what has he ever done to deserve this behavior.
He's not pouting into his coffee. He's delicately frowning into his coffee. There's a difference.
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A game Will would...probably appreciate a bit less than secret-keeping. Hannibal was only loosely privy to details about them hiking away into the woods somewhere to build some sort of cheap building, and he's only seen photos of it because Neph snapshots a variety of things on her phone to show him when they can finally see each other between his classes and her jobs, but he still gets the impression that Neph and Will are not, in fact, on shoulder-punching terms. And might never be, if only because Will doesn't seem as if he'd enjoy it much.
Hannibal can't even chalk that up to a sibling issue, because he's been without his own for so long. Or perhaps that's why - there's something to have missed, whereas Will has never had that relationship or the drive for it.
Thoughts for later, maybe. Maybe not now, with Will losing some of his smothered cheer in favor of watching Hannibal sidelong as he tunnels too far into his own thoughts.
Clawing his way back out with minimal effort, Hannibal leans a bit more against Neph, even as she's doing her best to be bony and unappealing to do so with. Elbows trying to puncture his lungs or not, he was-- angry for her, earlier. He can't quite say 'worried', even in his own head, but it's not incorrect.
And Neph is handing that permission right back to him, even as he'd been thinking that it was a decision he'd made with a possible joint effect - again, depending on how savvy and determined Will wants to be about tracking down information about him. With just a first name, of course, it won't be simple... But then it's not a common name in America, is it?
"Then I am willing to take any risk it may include." Said while sipping at his own coffee, watching Neph more than Will.
Mostly because he doesn't need to glance over for long to know that Will is draining that coffee like it's the only distraction he has from considering what's happening. "At least now I get to call you something and not see you poorly mask the fact that it's not your real name."
Nevermind. Hannibal was wrong. Will Graham is a terrible choice to put faith into, because what has he ever done to deserve this behavior.
He's not pouting into his coffee. He's delicately frowning into his coffee. There's a difference.