And just like that, Samandriel is there, the sound of wings announcing his arrival before Hannibal can look up and be sure.
He's dressed finely in an expertly tailored, clearly expensive suit. Tonight he wears a white shirt and is busy putting his cufflinks in when he arrives. His coat has been left at Lucifer's along with his instrument for the time being, but his deep blue tie disappearing into the flattering lines of his waistcoat clearly state that whomever Samandriel is with, he's seeing that the boy only gets the best. It's almost as if he's being shown off and doesn't even realize it.
"It's a perfectly convenient time, Dr. Lecter. Thank you." He smiles at the other man.