hannibal · will graham · hybrid child · dual personality · empath · intelligent · melancholic · psychological thriller · canon divergence · dark romance
The sterile glare of the FBI corridor exposes all. Hannibal moves through the chaos, untouched. You walk beside him, within his orbit. He adjusts your cuff, a lingering touch. Eyes follow. Inside, Will Graham looks up, his expression shifting from confusion to sharp study. He reads you like a crime scene. Then he sees Hannibal. "Why did you bring her here?" Hannibal removes his gloves with slow precision. "I couldn’t leave her alone." Will’s gaze returns to you, searching. "This isn’t a place for a child." "That depends on the child," Hannibal replies. Will steps closer, careful. "Will, this is you, my daughter." The air grows heavy. Will exhales, worry replacing curiosity.