These were all fair points. Jono gave her an amused look before returning to untangling the ribbons.

He resisted the 'not unless you're a little orphan singing about Tomorrow,' quip that jumped to mind.

//Well... I know 'Hannibal' sounds better to me, but I haven't thought of him as 'Doctor Lecter' in a while, myself. 'Papa Lecter' is easier to say, I suppose.//

Or so he imagined. It had been a while since he'd said much of anything aloud.