It was a lot harder to have certainties any more, especially here of all places. Before things had been easier, everything had flowed nicely and fallen into place when and where he needed it to. Not here. So much had been undone or changed and time wasn't following in any normal manner. It skipped, jumped and rewinded a little more than he appreciated it. He didn't like the thought that some people knew more about his future than he did. It was obvious to him that some people had been told things, it was hard to miss after that rather charming encounter with the person who threatened him on behalf of Gideon. That left an unpleasant feel in him, he wasn't used to this kind of disorder. Damage control was needed and soon but he could only use so much of his influences here.
The only thing he had to work in his favour was that no one seemed to be on the same page. So many different things happening, confusion was bound to happen, misinformation could be rife and all of that added enough cover that he wasn't entirely concerned. Not yet, anyway.
With a slight smile of appreciation, he nodded his head in approval at the selection.
"A fine choice, it's quite a versatile wine. Whenever it comes to beets, the usual assumption is to try to compliment the bitter nature with a more acidic wine. Sometimes contrast can be far more interesting." He can think of better wines and more interesting combinations but this was the price he was paying to humour Frederick. Giving him this freedom of choice to assert himself a little control and build up more confidence.
The more confident, the more relaxed. A more desired outcome.
He doesn't linger on the topic of the food, it's clearly not a desired discussion so it's put aside in favour of small talk, friendly chit chat to fill the silence. Easily done. "I still find it a little strange, if I'm honest. I'm used to living alone so I can't say I'm thrilled with the idea of sharing. But they seem like amicable and pleasant people so I can't complain. I could of done a lot worse."
It wouldn't last, he didn't intend to simply stay 'rooming' with a bunch of stranger like some student. It was on his seemingly endless to-do list here.
"I'm sure it's a temporary thing," Hannibal dismissed, seeming already rather confident about that matter like he already had it all sorted. "I assume you're not still in my kind of situation? Given your time and experience here."
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The only thing he had to work in his favour was that no one seemed to be on the same page. So many different things happening, confusion was bound to happen, misinformation could be rife and all of that added enough cover that he wasn't entirely concerned. Not yet, anyway.
With a slight smile of appreciation, he nodded his head in approval at the selection.
"A fine choice, it's quite a versatile wine. Whenever it comes to beets, the usual assumption is to try to compliment the bitter nature with a more acidic wine. Sometimes contrast can be far more interesting." He can think of better wines and more interesting combinations but this was the price he was paying to humour Frederick. Giving him this freedom of choice to assert himself a little control and build up more confidence.
The more confident, the more relaxed. A more desired outcome.
He doesn't linger on the topic of the food, it's clearly not a desired discussion so it's put aside in favour of small talk, friendly chit chat to fill the silence. Easily done. "I still find it a little strange, if I'm honest. I'm used to living alone so I can't say I'm thrilled with the idea of sharing. But they seem like amicable and pleasant people so I can't complain. I could of done a lot worse."
It wouldn't last, he didn't intend to simply stay 'rooming' with a bunch of stranger like some student. It was on his seemingly endless to-do list here.
"I'm sure it's a temporary thing," Hannibal dismissed, seeming already rather confident about that matter like he already had it all sorted. "I assume you're not still in my kind of situation? Given your time and experience here."