Of course he expected denial. It's not like anyone here knows how demons like Crowley work. Pretty much no one knows how demons work, and that's how they like to keep it. And anyone with sense would deny it.

It's annoying.

"Please don't. I'm not accusing you. Do you know why I called you out here today? I'm a demon. I can look at someone and know the width and breadth of their sins. How else do we know who to tempt and how to tempt them?"

He looks fully at Hannibal again.

"You've got the full set of seven, did you know that? And your soul, don't even get me started on that. A demon sees sins before much else. You're so very sophisticated and well-spoken to hide it, but it's all I see. To me you're no different than ol' Jacky."

He smirks a little, remembering what Will said and wondering if that'll sting Hannibal's pride at all. Manchester does the man have loads of that.