[Hannibal had been sitting down to some tea when he heard the music. Had anyone been there, it would have been an odd sight to them. The cup slipped carelessly from his hand, left to break on the tabletop. Warm tea spread out in a puddle. The book he had been so intent on reading, a dry volume about surgical addiction in the late twenty-fist century, fell beside it. Tea soaked into the pages. The lights were left burning and his door wide open as Hannibal left. Even his shoes were still by the door.]
[Never, ever would he do such a thing. When it came to his things, Hannibal always kept things locked and hidden. None of the went through his mind as he followed the music.]
Here you go.
[The toasted marshmallow on the stick is handed to the little girl who had asked, something Hannibal did without a second thought. Standing back up, he couldn't help but laugh as another request came and a second stick put into his hand.]
Very well, hold on.
[Hannibal did take a look around himself, a remote part of his mind noting that he was among the oldest here. There was perhaps one or two a year older than him at the most. A small hand tugging at his sleeve brought him away from that thought and it was lost in the music.]
There, this one was yours. [What had he been thinking about again?]
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[Never, ever would he do such a thing. When it came to his things, Hannibal always kept things locked and hidden. None of the went through his mind as he followed the music.]
Here you go.
[The toasted marshmallow on the stick is handed to the little girl who had asked, something Hannibal did without a second thought. Standing back up, he couldn't help but laugh as another request came and a second stick put into his hand.]
Very well, hold on.
[Hannibal did take a look around himself, a remote part of his mind noting that he was among the oldest here. There was perhaps one or two a year older than him at the most. A small hand tugging at his sleeve brought him away from that thought and it was lost in the music.]
There, this one was yours. [What had he been thinking about again?]