Inwardly, Hannibal smiled at the slipped smirk. He'd had no notions that this girl was at all innocent, but it was still interesting to see how quickly the facade hiccuped.
"Good. The fact that you not only possess this knowledge but are also capable of retaining the information is actually a huge marker toward determining your sanity. The secondary tidbit about knowing just why it is that your ... step-father? cannot do this for you is another. Generally speaking, the insane don't cling to the truth very well, though I have known more than one who have sidestepped that generality and given the initial appearance of normalcy."
Hannibal didn't take notes. He didn't need to. The whole conversation would be stored in his vast memory, and he would be more than able to replay it for himself later. There would be a report, there had to be, of course, and he would write it when he was alone.
"I have a series of questions for you. I expect you to answer them honestly. I will be able to tell immediately if you do not. And I will be exceedingly unhappy if you attempt to lie to me."