Today he's dozing on a bench. He knows he shouldn't be, that people are likely to come bother him but he's too tired to care. He's been up for a long time, longer than he should have been, and between that and being hungry, he just needed to rest for a while.
Besides, the park is home, at least for now, and he can slip into it's cracks if he really needs to, fall into the shadow of some child playing and hide there until they have to go back to their family.
He's not entirely asleep though, and he can sense something passing by the park, something old, something...not like him exactly but something close.
He picks up his head and focuses in on Hannibal, eyes curious and wide, his head tilting.
Hi.
He doesn't speak, not out loud but he offers a greeting, just in case the other would think he's rude if he didn't. He's not sure what the rules are for this sort of thing but he's going to try and be as nice as he can.
TL: Baby eldritch meeting Hannibal
Besides, the park is home, at least for now, and he can slip into it's cracks if he really needs to, fall into the shadow of some child playing and hide there until they have to go back to their family.
He's not entirely asleep though, and he can sense something passing by the park, something old, something...not like him exactly but something close.
He picks up his head and focuses in on Hannibal, eyes curious and wide, his head tilting.
Hi.
He doesn't speak, not out loud but he offers a greeting, just in case the other would think he's rude if he didn't. He's not sure what the rules are for this sort of thing but he's going to try and be as nice as he can.