Jon meets Hannibal's gaze looking confused, frightened. It's nothing to do with the man in front of him and more the situation and emotions roiling inside of him. This is one of those times that he wishes he were more the Archivist. More like some of the other avatars who seemed to have a better handle on their feelings, their guilt.
Except that would be horrible, and he doesn't want to become like the rest of them, forget what being human is.]
I, um... I wouldn't have the money to-
[He drops his gaze and pulls out the money he knows he already owes the man. Jon stands abruptly taking a step forward and offering the crisp bills to Hannibal. He's breathing a little faster.]
I'm sorry. Thank you. It wouldn't be- It would be a very bad idea for me to come to you when I'm... I don't want to hurt you, either, Dr. Lecter.
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Date: 2019-08-15 02:22 am (UTC)Jon meets Hannibal's gaze looking confused, frightened. It's nothing to do with the man in front of him and more the situation and emotions roiling inside of him. This is one of those times that he wishes he were more the Archivist. More like some of the other avatars who seemed to have a better handle on their feelings, their guilt.
Except that would be horrible, and he doesn't want to become like the rest of them, forget what being human is.]
I, um... I wouldn't have the money to-
[He drops his gaze and pulls out the money he knows he already owes the man. Jon stands abruptly taking a step forward and offering the crisp bills to Hannibal. He's breathing a little faster.]
I'm sorry. Thank you. It wouldn't be- It would be a very bad idea for me to come to you when I'm... I don't want to hurt you, either, Dr. Lecter.