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A low, breathy little laugh escapes just as Hannibal collects his plate, “Don’t need to.”
This close, Will can see even clearer the minute changes in Hannibal’s face as he speaks. Will could watch that for hours, he thinks. He leans in just a little, so his nose is nearly bumping Hannibal’s.
He says: “I’ll help you with the chocolate,” then abruptly turns and leaves for the kitchen.
// if u wanna // [runsonfear]: "I assume this is a food."
“You’re not hesitating are you? I assure you, it’s delicious.”