Who: Hannibal and Will What: Dream discussion and drinks When: The 28th Where: Will's house Rating/Warnings: R for discussions of violence Status: In progress
It's a bit of a novelty, going out for dinner; Hannibal is used to cooking meals for himself, or for company. But going out is nice, as well. It feels almost romantic, in its newness, and Hannibal feels a bit of a flutter. The telltale butterflies in his stomach. When he's entertaining at home, he can control the atmosphere, but out in public so many little things can ruin the evening.
All in all, it's been lovely, and they return to Will's house for drinks afterwards. And, Hannibal assumes, to further discuss their dreams.
He's immediately set upon by a fluffy, freckled looking dog that comes up to his knees, and one that circles around his ankles, both sniffing curiously. "This is your pack, then," he says, with an amused smile. Though he does think about his dry cleaning bill.