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“Evening Will. Planning on meeting someone tonight? I ask you this because I’ve noticed that you took my advice on your cologne issue. You wouldn’t be concerned about how you smell unless trying to please someone…”

He didn’t think the doctor would notice the change in cologne, seeing as he barely noticed it himself. He blinks at the mention of a date and then shakes his head as he walks into Hannibal Lecter’s office. 

“Ran out of the old one, went and bought something different before it comes in for Christmas again,” He says lamely, his shoulders lifting in a small and half-hearted shrug.

Was he looking to please anyone? No. Did he care if it did please someone? Not particularly. 

“Why are you so interested in how I smell, anyways?”