[ There were no violent thoughts on the forefront of his mind, because he had none towards her. Only a deep desire for the time to understand how she had come to have such abilities, and how they might have shaped her life. Hannibal was never one to rush, though, given a choice.

There was some sort of tempo between them, he could almost hear it, and was determined, for now, to keep in step with it. The earring refastened, his hand lingers for a moment at the side of Sinthia's face before his hands return respectfully to his side. He does not give much in the way of increased space between them. ] You have given me no reason to be afraid. You've been truthful, engaging, and vulnerable. Lesser men fear what they do not understand. You have extraordinary abilities, Sinthia.

Are there others? [ He means both others who have abilities as well as other powers she might have held back, but will leave the interpretation to her. ]