[ He hears her step closer, hears the anger in her voice, and that's enough. The movement is so smooth that it might seem like Hannibal has been in this exact situation before. He pulls his hands apart as he moves forward, and the rope loosens around his wrists enough that he can move them more separately. He reaches to his coat, and in the pocket he had neatly sewn in earlier this week, he pulls out a sharp kitchen knife.
Hannibal lunges for her viciously and more quickly than would seem possible for him. From the strength and precision of how he stabs out, even blind, it's clearly a good thing that he's wearing that hood. He would have gone for her neck if he were more certain of where she was. But without it being clear, he instead slashes at her hand. Really, it's only a guess, but it's a good enough one for the knife to be likely to hit its mark into her hand. ]
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[ He hears her step closer, hears the anger in her voice, and that's enough. The movement is so smooth that it might seem like Hannibal has been in this exact situation before. He pulls his hands apart as he moves forward, and the rope loosens around his wrists enough that he can move them more separately. He reaches to his coat, and in the pocket he had neatly sewn in earlier this week, he pulls out a sharp kitchen knife.
Hannibal lunges for her viciously and more quickly than would seem possible for him. From the strength and precision of how he stabs out, even blind, it's clearly a good thing that he's wearing that hood. He would have gone for her neck if he were more certain of where she was. But without it being clear, he instead slashes at her hand. Really, it's only a guess, but it's a good enough one for the knife to be likely to hit its mark into her hand. ]