"I have nothing to hide, Will. Not anymore." The cards had been laid on the table and perhaps it was uncharacteristically reckless of Hannibal to do so, but the reward was worth the risk when it came to Will.
A few years ago they were in a very different situation where all he would allow Will to see was the suit he wore. With the FBI at his dining table, Hannibal had little choice to do anything else.
But it was different now.
He looked him in the eye and raised his hand, cupping Will's cheek. The first time the two had touched since Baltimore.