[It is fortunate that a particular brand of brutality, a coldness teamed with a natural instinct to survive is a necessary requirement in this new, perilous world of theirs. It comes so naturally to Hannibal and with such ease as to almost appear thoughtless - though not reckless or unintelligent, as Hannibal is always so meticulous in all of his planning - that, without it, he surely wouldn't be alive today to watch her car come to a gradual stop beside the curb.]
[It's only a mild curiosity and perhaps the passing notion that she might come in useful to him that has him striding over to her door, seemingly unarmed and unhurried. Lightly, he raps his knuckles against her window in a familiar rhythm. Tap, tap tap tap tap. Tap tap.]
I miss her already! T___T
[It's only a mild curiosity and perhaps the passing notion that she might come in useful to him that has him striding over to her door, seemingly unarmed and unhurried. Lightly, he raps his knuckles against her window in a familiar rhythm. Tap, tap tap tap tap. Tap tap.]
[And waits politely for an answer.]