Alcuin nodded as he settled into a seat at the table. "And it's been good? Living with him?"
He couldn't say it hadn't crossed his mind, that he spent as much time at Hannibal's home as his own. But he couldn't imagine Hannibal ever wanting that. It was just a feeling he got. Part of the "intensely private" thing.
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He couldn't say it hadn't crossed his mind, that he spent as much time at Hannibal's home as his own. But he couldn't imagine Hannibal ever wanting that. It was just a feeling he got. Part of the "intensely private" thing.