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Hannibal turned to look at Will directly, and gripped the handle of the metal sheen very tightly. "Will, do you trust me?" he asked softly, soothingly, achingly politely, like he was telling a child a nursery rhyme.
Trust was a heavy handed word. It came attached to many other things - love, friendship, relationships, heartbreak, anxiety and betrayal. Trust was something Will Graham did not give out willingly, or to a large amount of people. He did not trust Jack Crawford. He did not trust Abigail Hobbs. He did not trust Freddie Lounds (although she had given him no reason to). He did not trust Beverly Katz or any other of the forensics team. He only half trusted Alana Bloom.
"Yes."
It was easy. -
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Hannibal ignored the sarcasm directed at him by the odd placement of Will's eyebrows, and continued with the blade.