[Chilton nodded, his visual agreement with Hannibal speaking deeper secrets. He drew back his shoulders, straightening his spine (how, he wondered, had he leaned in so closely to Hannibal?) and offering a small smirk. He was catching onto himself, he was open far too widely.]
Part of our burden. It's hard to escape our own inquisitive nature, isn't it? [He possesses interests and hobbies, of course, but nothing that quite rivals his obsession. His analyses, his work. Chilton's threadbare personal life, already exposed before Hannibal, gave him slender cover. He was open to the other man. Psychologically nude. He shrugged the sensation away, smiling more nervously.]
I wouldn't trade it for anything else, however.
[Another beat. He realizes that this would be a suitable time to fall into line with Hannibal's request.]
I've been reading -- [ORGANIZED BEHAVIOR IN DISASTER!!!] Well. Outside of psychology books? I certainly read [tattle crime oh wait] The New Yorker, too.
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Part of our burden. It's hard to escape our own inquisitive nature, isn't it? [He possesses interests and hobbies, of course, but nothing that quite rivals his obsession. His analyses, his work. Chilton's threadbare personal life, already exposed before Hannibal, gave him slender cover. He was open to the other man. Psychologically nude. He shrugged the sensation away, smiling more nervously.]
I wouldn't trade it for anything else, however.
[Another beat. He realizes that this would be a suitable time to fall into line with Hannibal's request.]
I've been reading -- [ORGANIZED BEHAVIOR IN DISASTER!!!] Well. Outside of psychology books? I certainly read [tattle crime oh wait] The New Yorker, too.