[Carefully; he's never even talked about this with Seth, it seems wrong to do it with anyone else and anyway he doesn't WANT to. He would have if Seth had ever asked, REALLY asked instead of just a question now and then to make sure he was "okay," but this is Hannibal, cannibal and friend of Will, and despite the attempt at cameraderie he's still pissed. He narrows his eyes, posture stiff, on guard.]

Really.

[a pause, an uncertain laugh, like he's not convinced of his own words, but he knows it's the Right thing to say.]

I don't hear the walls.

[only when things get really Bad]