Hannibal considered that as he sipped his tea. That kind of love spoke more of a change than Seivarden's apology did. As did her being in Fandom and not causing further trauma. It remained to be seen if she wasn't still rude, but he could perhaps give her a chance. Fandom was making him soft.

"Are you familiar with the food around here?" he asked. "Can you use chopsticks?" He nodded toward someone at a neighboring table that was eating with them.