@empathyism Hannibal still held the letter out to Graham, not quite paying too much attention to what he had to say in return this time. There were only so many ways for Lecter to repeat himself using different words.
"Do you take me for a fool, Will Graham?"
which match with the little lamps hanging above each table. The ceiling is covered in vines and the lamp cords have been decorated with those same vines. I wish I could take a picture but it'd look awkward bc there's a couple sitting right in front of me and it'd look like I'm--
Surely, this peculiar appearance knew how to talk his way out of annoying situations. Hannibal had to give him that credit, but it was also the only thing he felt willing to give him.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"There's no price for that which you want." It wasn't so much a matter of only confidentiality. "I do not fancy arrangements with someone who finds pleasure in being rude."