[ He nods to the idea of sharing that truth, because even what he does say will be incredibly brief. No more than a sentence. It's a fact that Hannibal has shared with very few people, but each time, it's become a much shorter story. By now, he needs only to say just who the first person he ate was, and the rest can fall into place in peoples' minds. He's lost interest in saying any more than that. ]

No. I imagine that other people may see each other. There have been bonds forged here, even if they're forged in tragedy. I mean to say that none of you will ever see Will and I again if we can help it. Either we perish or we disappear in the world. We're a bit too infamous for anything else at this point.

[ Which explains that conflict at least neatly enough. Even without knowing what Will told Percy in full, the fact that Percy knows that they're not only murderers but serial killers should explain the distinction well enough. If they're every recognized, it would put them at risk. They deserve it, certainly, but Hannibal won't allow it to happen so easily. ]

It would, yes. That is the risk you take. [ He inclines his head lightly with a smile, since it refers back to the original point they had started on. ] But I take one just as much. We will hold each others' secrets. Though at this point, does it really matter? There are so few of us left that I imagine by next week it would be quite easy to guess who is who. It's almost so now.