[ Hannibal agrees with a soft laugh in his voice, though it's quite fond. It was one of those odd, funny things because even though Hannibal often despised the rude, his attention had been captured completely by someone who seemed to only know rudeness. But. As much as he would love to talk about Will, he let's the subject drop for now. Percy can return to it if he has questions, and Hannibal has a feeling he may. But because he has questions, it's also a subject that Hannibal wouldn't have any complaints in skirting around.
Though the references to ancient warfare on the level of mythology does get Hannibal's smile to stay. He's always a fan of including them in his own conversations, and so he can appreciate that Percy has the same preference, even if he doesn't fully know why. ]
So indeed. The structure of Rome would suit this better than the passion of Greece. I won't breathe even a hint of it, Percy. It could be confidentiality, but it doesn't need to be so formal. I agree that it's not something that they would take in perspective, if they are who I think.
[ He falls into a silence as he listens, taking in Percy's words again and thinking of how he's changed. He doesn't comment on the blood on Percy's hands, but he does feel a small sense of satisfaction even if he had no role in that whatsoever. He had seen the potential for it, and in what Hannibal enjoys seeing and bringing out in people, he enjoys the fact that it came to fruition. Hannibal almost thinks to speak to reassure Percy that these deaths hardly "matter" in a sense because they aren't permanent, but he reconsiders.
After all, as soon as Percy says "stocks," he can imagine the question that would come with it. He glances to the letters on the table thoughtfully, but his gaze returns to Percy by the time he asks that question. His head cants lightly, and though he could give a more neat, more justified answer, he doesn't.
Percy has earned his honesty, however uncomfortable it may be. ]
I was interested to see what would happen.
[ It's as simple as that, and Percy is unlucky in that he was the only one to catch Hannibal's interest so that he would do so. Every other instance of the stocks' use was far different. Far simpler. But Percy had unfortunately captured Hannibal's attention in a way not unlike Will had when they first met. ]
Through loss, we become more than what we were or we shatter. I wanted to see which it would be for you. Whether you would uphold your ideals of protecting all, of scorning the selfish, or whether they would collapse under the weight of grief. Will thought you would shatter. I think you have become more.
[ And he asks a simple question, though not an easy one: ]
no subject
[ Hannibal agrees with a soft laugh in his voice, though it's quite fond. It was one of those odd, funny things because even though Hannibal often despised the rude, his attention had been captured completely by someone who seemed to only know rudeness. But. As much as he would love to talk about Will, he let's the subject drop for now. Percy can return to it if he has questions, and Hannibal has a feeling he may. But because he has questions, it's also a subject that Hannibal wouldn't have any complaints in skirting around.
Though the references to ancient warfare on the level of mythology does get Hannibal's smile to stay. He's always a fan of including them in his own conversations, and so he can appreciate that Percy has the same preference, even if he doesn't fully know why. ]
So indeed. The structure of Rome would suit this better than the passion of Greece. I won't breathe even a hint of it, Percy. It could be confidentiality, but it doesn't need to be so formal. I agree that it's not something that they would take in perspective, if they are who I think.
[ He falls into a silence as he listens, taking in Percy's words again and thinking of how he's changed. He doesn't comment on the blood on Percy's hands, but he does feel a small sense of satisfaction even if he had no role in that whatsoever. He had seen the potential for it, and in what Hannibal enjoys seeing and bringing out in people, he enjoys the fact that it came to fruition. Hannibal almost thinks to speak to reassure Percy that these deaths hardly "matter" in a sense because they aren't permanent, but he reconsiders.
After all, as soon as Percy says "stocks," he can imagine the question that would come with it. He glances to the letters on the table thoughtfully, but his gaze returns to Percy by the time he asks that question. His head cants lightly, and though he could give a more neat, more justified answer, he doesn't.
Percy has earned his honesty, however uncomfortable it may be. ]
I was interested to see what would happen.
[ It's as simple as that, and Percy is unlucky in that he was the only one to catch Hannibal's interest so that he would do so. Every other instance of the stocks' use was far different. Far simpler. But Percy had unfortunately captured Hannibal's attention in a way not unlike Will had when they first met. ]
Through loss, we become more than what we were or we shatter. I wanted to see which it would be for you. Whether you would uphold your ideals of protecting all, of scorning the selfish, or whether they would collapse under the weight of grief. Will thought you would shatter. I think you have become more.
[ And he asks a simple question, though not an easy one: ]
Which do you think you are now, Percy?