later that day
Hannibal’s facial expressions when talking to Beverley are priceless, it’s like his tailored person suit is suddenly a see-through person silk shirt. The curiosity, the learning, the gaze. “From himself?“ “We are all not suspects.“ He’s hoarding and dissecting every nanosecond of this transaction, gathering intelligence and figuring out what things actually mean, how people think and perceive, and how he should react to blend in.
And then he’s having so much fun being Will Graham. His microexpression equals an actual party hat on a regular person.






















