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“Tell Me Who You Are.” It’s Will Graham’s Final Lecture Of The Day At The Academy. As His Students Rise From Their Seats He Closes His Laptop And Manages To Look Extremely Busy, Head Down As He Fusses With His Bag. A Few Of The Agents In Training

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Yes But Have You Considered Picturing Hannibal Cradling Will Chest-To-Back And Will Just Leaning All His Weight Into Him And Gently Holding Onto The Arms Around Him, Rubbing The Scars On Hannibal’s Wrists He Put There By Proxy While Hannibal Noses Against

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“I Don’t Need You To Take Care Of Me,” Will Said, Because He Was Nothing If Not A Master Of Self-Denial. “You Do You Not Allow Yourself The Things That You Want,” Hannibal Replied, Deftly Picking Apart His Terse Answer. “With The Argument

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