OH GOSH, there is something so– something so romantic about Hannibal yielding to Will in terms of body language. Lowering himself next to Will’s chair so he can look up at Will– his hand on Will’s nape, always, as he cradles his head to Hannibal’s shoulder. Maybe even paternal? And just, someone like Hannibal who knows he is separated from the rest of humanity yielding to Will in all contexts is just, so, so, romantic.