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Dumat: The Dragon of Silence (nearestvessel) wrote in valarlogs,

Samandriel can't leave without paying Hannibal, but he tucks the neatly folded twenties back in his palm anyway. Later, he'll come back and leave them on the desk. He tries not to think about Hannibal's hand on his own or where that hand has been. Instead, he thinks about that voice and the calm certainty it tries to offer.

He has a concert tonight after all, and it won't do to have his mother think he's not preparing for it.

"If you happen to have a particular time and place that works for you, please let me know. Doors and security systems aren't really an issue for me anymore." He can be in and out of places with a thought. What need did he have for worrying about record keeping and the like? "To protect your license, of course." He looks up and meets Hannibal's eyes. He will do what he has to in order to keep everyone safe.