[ He mouths a silent "thank you" at not actually giving Will the bottle just yet, since yes, clearly, Will has had enough for the night. But Hannibal takes a seat back on the edge of the bed, not quite in the lounging position he had been in before, but close enough that he's hoping Will's clingy ass will be satisfied. If nothing else, Hannibal sets his hand on Will's head lightly to run his fingers through his hair just as fondly.

Though at least this is just idle, his attention is much more focused on Percy, since he's the guest here. Technically, Hannibal finds this rude, but his dislike of rudeness is overcome by how much he likes Will. It's a problem. ]

I certainly am. I imagined that you and I might have to push Ezio more towards guilt, considering Will's reluctance to get involved, but... It at least had the desired effect.

[ And, after a pause, he has to say: ]

You're welcome to pull up a chair, by the way.