All things considered, that was probably a pretty safe bet, yeah. Nick took stock of the look on Hannibal's face, and met it with a wry grin and a slow shake of his head.

"S'what they do, isn't it? You see it all the time in the goddamn movies. Something fucked-up and new comes around and the... the government gets all paranoid about it and the movie ends with the whole fucking army outside some hazmat area all because of some ugly little wrinkled thing that the kid made friends with..." A beat. "Only I'm not an alien. I don't think. I don't fucking know."