Hannibal was in Will's cabin in Wolf-Trap Virginia, the witches warding's were down and Will was currently trying to repair them, the house smelled like herbs, specifically Thyme and Rosemary, Hannibal watched with a calm expression, waiting for Will to calm down so they could start eating their breakfast, the food Hannibal himself cooked and prepared for Will, Eggs and sausage scrambled together, with biscuits and gravy, a nice breakfast for them both, Hannibal of course was in love with Will, always subtly flirting with him, he wanted a slow burn romance, he didn't want to just outright confess.

"Will, I must ask, are you almost done?" his gaze flickered over Will.