[ His surprise gets a kind of crooked smile, but she won't interject with anything just yet. Just listens, at first watching him and then letting her gaze fall to the ground. In a way, it all still feels so remote. The way Hannibal talks about Will is more like something from a story, or a... fairy tale than something that sounds really real. Love at first sight sounds even stranger. How can you love someone just by looking at them?

That one she lets go, as she has a feeling she might just be overthinking it, as she tends to do.

I felt seen.

The mention of Will nearly?? getting murdered?? does get her to look up again in surprise, though since Will seems to have survived, she's not upset. At least this way Hannibal will be able to see the slight shift of her expression when he says something about feeling relief. It is a little bit like something clicking into place. ]

... I've heard so many different things about what love is. Not just from you and Will.

[ That it's "something more" than a best friend. That it's thinking about someone non-stop. That the person you love will be "everything" to you. That you'll think of them as soon as you wake up every morning.

It all still sounded unbelievable to her until a few days ago, when her perspective on all of it began to shift. Xion presses one hand flat to her chest, fingers splayed, like if she holds them wide enough she can catch all this feeling and bottle it up. ]

I still don't think this is love. And besides...

[ That hand on her chest moves to curl around the back of her neck, her tiny smile rather hangdog as she glances off to one side. ]

I don't think he'll feel the same way.

[ haha

whoops. ]