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this is an independent roleplay account for alana bloom. i do not have any affiliation with caroline or the hannibal show. the mun is above age and is more than willing to do nsfw themes if asked. all triggers will be tagged accordingly. but feel free if you wish for me to tw anything else. blog status: active

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       His expression remained calm;Subtle, To the pleasure he obtained from her obliviousness of what was truly going on in the game between he and his remarkable boy. It was something he admired about her, Truly. His Alana Bloom. The cannibal reached out lightly, His fingertips brushing gently in her chestnut brown curls.

        “It does matter,”He started lightly.”—-Your emotions matter to me.”Hannibal murmured.

This was a partial truth. While he did have some sense of endearment for her, Never could he have something he cares for without having a use for them to benefit himself. Nor had he had someone he well and truly cared for without manipulation in a very long time. It was merely in his nature. 

_{They had been ginger when addressing each others emotions, seeing as it took them so long to have the affair they both chased after. Talking about Will, and the situation he managed to put Hannibal in was a touchy subject for Alana. She felt a sense of protectiveness over her former mentor, almost in a maternal range.}

_{“I don’t need to elaborate further than I already have.” If she did, she would either end up with no voice or bursting with emotion.}

_{The brunette once had faith in Will. She was determined to get him out, to prove his innocence. Now, all of the hope that she held for him was gone, dropped and shattered beneath her.}

_{“I don’t want to talk about how I feel.”}