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vescaturdolor:

“It must be discussed at some point.”

           _{"         You’re not my psychiatrist, Hannibal.“}

vescaturdolor:

“Where shall we begin?”

_{“Nowhere. It isn’t worth it.”}

vescaturdolor:

    “But you do, Alana.”Spoke Doctor Lecter calmly.

                   _{"Any feelings I held for Will were
                   withered away the second I saw
                   what he did to you.“}

vescaturdolor:

       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.”}

vescaturdolor:

                  “What do you feel about such?”Hannibal inquired softly. There was a genuine curiosity that lingered. Had the woman whom stated ‘I believe in Will Graham’, Truly given up on him? He had to ask, He supposed.

              _{“What he did to you is unforgivable.” She hadn’t presumed Will to an evil bone in his body, but after this, she began to have second thoughts. “It doesn’t matter how I feel about it.”}

vescaturdolor:

“But you do.”His tone was cold.

          _{”       Within reason.“}

vescaturdolor:

The memories would come. There wasn’t anyone more confident in this than Doctor Hannibal Lecter;Even if it meant his own demise if the empath did find what he knew was there in the well of his mind. So very many times that he has been the one there to be puppeteering his remarkable boy into doing just what he wanted.

—-If anyone believed him, That was.

And he patiently awaited the day of reckoning that would surely come.

 ”He will find his memories, All in good time,”Hannibal murmured casually.

_{The two had grown close since the incarceration of Will Graham. It sounded demonic, but they did. They were always close, seeing as he was her mentor and she his protegee. But whenever something drastic happens in ones life, like a death or an arrest, people tend to grow closer.}

_{Will had warned her about him, saying he was a murderer and would lash out the second he gets cornered.} 

_{But Alana didn’t see that in Hannibal. She may have believed in Will, but she didn’t believe that Hannibal was the one to do such things to him.}

_{“You’re right.”}

vescaturdolor:

“I suppose so,"Doctor Lecter agreed thoughtfully.

[For just a moment, He fell silent , As though mulling over what she had to say on the matter.]

"I’d guessed that would be more of a reason that he is not fond of me,’”

“Although, I’d assume he’s still searching for the memories of what he thinks i have done, Correct?’”

          _{"I’m helping him recover what he admits to have forgotten.”}

_{She doesn’t know whether or not he’s making it up, but nevertheless she wants to give it a try.}

_{Alana still sees good in him, as well as she believes in him.}

_{“It’s a work in progress, but with Chilton hounding him for answers left and right, it’s difficult.”}

vescaturdolor:

“As it should be,"Sighed the psychiatrist. An edge of interest overshadowed his almost exasperated air of moments before.

                                        “Interesting,”Doctor Lecter murmured.

"——I do wonder why subjects of myself would still be lingering, 

        Taking into consideration he doesn’t have much fondness of me.”

_{"If he doesn’t have a fondness for you, then all the more the subject should linger.” She shrugged a sigh, turning her gaze elsewhere as the two of them doted into a swarmed conversation.}

_{“He blames you for everything.”}

                                     _{The ear, the previous murders.}

                                                                             _{"Absolutely everything.“}

vescaturdolor:

“Oh?” Doctor Lecter murmured.

              “—-And what has he found?”

_{“Confidential.” She managed to spur a soft smirk.}

                        _{“Voices. Particularly yours.”}