Ah, the fear. It ebbed from her. Waves of it. He had what he wanted from her now. The game was not done, but the round was over in his mind. All he'd wanted was that fear back. Now he'd had it. Twice.
"Angry? No. It's an adventure. It's a way to discover what I can do. A challenge. A new experience. Why should I be angry about a new experience? Why should I be upset when I've met so many new and interesting people. When I've made friends I would have never previously? I find this whole place interesting and fascinating, and I'm rather fond of being here. What have I got back where I came from? I continued that path, for a while, when I got here. I find it much more exciting becoming the Head of Diagnostics. Studying under somebody as brilliant as House. Learning of the new machines and the new sciences. I am a man of learning, discovering. Anger is for people who refuse to adapt."
A strange pleasure it was, talking to Cameron. He felt that he could do much with her in the future.
"You don't want to. You don't want to know what things I might have done. Yet I still think it would behoove you to do so. To have that advantage. But I cannot force you, truly. Your curiosity will get you, or you will manage to push it behind a wall and only think of it when you have nothing else to occupy yourself."
Hannibal shifted again, slightly. "You ask if you should fear for your life. Honestly? No. You've not managed to offend me in any great way, and you pose no threat to what I care about most. Actually, you could never pose a threat to her, fortunately for us both. Should you fear for anything else? Well, I suppose that will be left to time, won't it?"