"Most people are distasteful for me - well, not distasteful, but exhausting." Will somehow felt he could be blunt. It was rare that he entered a therapist's office without feeling guilty and judged. Despite Dr. Lecter's mannerisms - elegant and somewhat aloof - he appeared empathic. Don't judge a book by its cover, Will, he reminded himself.
"Hobbies. Few. I read a fair amount. Crime novels both interest and amuse me - I can often figure out whodunit pretty early on. True crime is more interesting, as I can see the criminal and the writer's points of view. I like to shoot, but I do keep my two guns under lock and key, and have all the appropriate permits." If this man had ever shot a gun, Will was fairly sure it would have been something elegant, not like his .22 rifle or .357 magnum.