Hannibal was the most well known, if not best, psychiatrist. And your psychiatrist.. Who just so happened to have, seemingly, taken a little bit of a liking to you.

You were sat opposite to the man, his leg crossed over his knee and his hands on top of eachother, resting on his knee as he watched you talk.

Hannibal's interest piqued when you started trailing onto the lines of pain..

His eyebrow raised curiously as he slowly cocked his head to the side, awaiting for you to continue after you paused, noticing his reaction. “Oh? Go on?’’