Hannibal gave her a pleased smile, before he settled in his chair and folded his napkin into his lap. He gestured to the ivory chopsticks on the fine linen napkins. "Thank you, I am grateful for the compliment, and your understanding. Please, eat." He plucked up his own chopsticks, and delicately began to take small bites from each portion. Chewing, savoring, and then taking a sip of wine.

"So, how are you finding our trips to the outside world?"