“It was,” she admitted with a nod. “But I think Hannibal can offer a world more of help than I could.”
This was a mixture of lies and the truth. It was not the fact that Alana felt incapable of helping Will, it was that exact notion that she could that kept her at arm’s length. She was the first to always remind and cation about the falls of a close personal attachment in a professional situation. Which is where the introduction of her former mentor to assist came into play. All of this because sh considered Will Graham to be her friend, above any and all else.
Alana allowed her fingers to drift across the top of the desktop with a quiet laugh; nails carefully tracing a non-existent pattern mapped out on it’s surface. The fact of their companionship did not exactly stop her from knowing what she could about him when the information was available from one source or another.
“You don’t give yourself enough credit, Alana,” he tells the truth. He knows what the doctor is capable of, having studied her just as she studied him during her time at the FBI Academy. They had never been alone in a room together, true, but that had not stopped the profiler from attending some of her lectures and keeping a tab of her as well. He had a professional curiosity about her just as much as she did him.
Are we starting n o w ?
Oh, the session wouldn’t be with { me }
It would be b e t t e r if your relationship wasn’t personal.
“How is Abigail Hobbs doing?” He finally breaks the silence that hung over the two as he looks back at the psychiatrist.