Evelyn's faith in Dean's unwavering desire to help those he cares for is firmly founded - were she the gambling sort, she would bet a good deal of money on that. It is a strangely easy declaration to take at face value, knowing that Dean has never lied to her. Twice now in a single conversation Evelyn has caught him at a loss for words and the novelty of that alone is unusual.
She knows. Privately, she thinks she's known for a long time, at least since he called her without prompting to warn her against trusting any word that slithered out of Hannibal's mouth.]
I still have your shirt, by the by, [she informs him conversationally, slipping into an easier subject to digest.] You're not getting it back.
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[He's delightfully predictable that way.
Evelyn's faith in Dean's unwavering desire to help those he cares for is firmly founded - were she the gambling sort, she would bet a good deal of money on that. It is a strangely easy declaration to take at face value, knowing that Dean has never lied to her. Twice now in a single conversation Evelyn has caught him at a loss for words and the novelty of that alone is unusual.
She knows. Privately, she thinks she's known for a long time, at least since he called her without prompting to warn her against trusting any word that slithered out of Hannibal's mouth.]
I still have your shirt, by the by, [she informs him conversationally, slipping into an easier subject to digest.] You're not getting it back.