It was fairly late, around 8 or so, the last appointment finished an hour ago. He'd been finishing up paperwork and sketching before deciding to head home, suitcase in hand and bundled up. Usually nothing stopped him at this time, the occasional patient was the most he got, but tonight he heard shaky breathing and soft sobs, a younger man curled in on himself. Hannibal paused, looking him over before taking interest and padding closer, a safe distance away but still near. "Hello? May I help you?"

"Hello Dr. Faustus. What graces me with the pleasure of your company tonight?"

"The one on the left is Angelou and the one on the right is Dame."

"Hmm...... An interesting question you gift me. One I can answer fairly easily. He's a friend, a very near and dear one to me. Why do you ask? Do you know him?"

"Hello... It's nice to meet you as well, although I would like to extend my apologies for the recent... loss of your colleague if I may," Hannibal said smoothly, composure unruffled until they continued to speak. His brows furrowed slightly, a soft hum of consideration filling the air for a moment before he fixed his expression. "... I was not aware of this, no. The two of us are not in fact writing a book, I'd like to make that clear. While that does sound like a titillating book topic, I have and will never want a part in such a thing with someone such as himself at the helm."

"Drink some water as well, and coffee if you can get your hands on it, as well as proper, solid food. If you have someone with you, rely on them while boarding for your own safety."

"I personally don't celebrate anything, but I do tend to host a dinner party of general holidays if I feel the want to."

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