Things progress quickly then, and everyone is in business mode. Hannibal sits by quietly while Jack address his half of the room. "Will and Dr. Lecter, you two will stay together." As if he would separate them, "Dr. Bloom and I will be together, and I'll assign a few other officers to go over the other crime scenes with them." Hannibal found the show of authority and control Jack was putting on for their company rather amusing.

Agent Hotchner nodded, then addressed his team, "Morgan and Blake, you'll be with Agent Crawford and Dr. Bloom, Rossi you'll stay with me, J.J. stay back with Garcia, comb through the files they have here and Garcia run background checks on any suspects in the files or anyone interviewed. Reid, you stay with Agent Graham and Dr. Lecter." Hannibal glanced at Will, who had taken to staring at the other agent again. Reid smiled slightly in his direction, standing when Morgan put a hand on his shoulder. The two men hung back as everyone filed out of the room, assignments on hand. Hannibal hung near the door, just outside.

"Everything alright, Reid?" Lecter listened intently, pretending to be interested in Jack while he explained exactly what each of them were to do.

"I think so, somethings not right though," the younger man sounded uncertain; thoughtful.

"I can ask Hotch to let me go with you, I'm sure Blake will be alright."

"I can handle it, just something doesn't feel right."

There was a pause, "It's alright, pretty boy. Try to figure it out when you go to the crime scenes, don't let them intimidate you."

He heard the two of them make a move for the door, and he focused his attention back on Jack just as they emerged. Morgan gave Reid one last look before joining Blake, and Reid came to stand next to him. Hannibal was elated, being paired up with this agent seemed better than any of the others. Another Will type, and he'd have them both alone. "Just take him to the the most recent crime scenes, let him see the area and where the bodies were left. Take a file with you, so he can see how the bodies were left." Jack concluded, nodding at both him and Will. He turned to Reid, extending a hand, "And I appreciate your assistance, Doctor." The younger man took the hand more confidently than Hannibal expected him too, but said nothing.

Will already turned away and was heading down the hall way, a copy of the case file in hand. Hannibal glanced at Reid, "He's just not comfortable with new people."

"We're only here to help, we get that a lot though," Reid started walking and Hannibal fell into step next to him.

"You're a psychiatrist," Reid said, and Hannibal was pleased he was making small talk, "I read some of your work."

"Indeed I am, do you always take such an interest in the people you're working with?"

Reid cleared his throat, "Yes, actually. Hotch always gets the names of the agents we'll be working with on the case. I try to have a little prior knowledge."

Impressed, Hannibal smiled slightly, "Everyone gets profiled then, the good guys and the bad guys."

Reid opened the door, holding it opened for him, "In a way, yes. We like to have background knowledge on the local law enforcement, the team working the case, as well as the victims and the UNSUB. That's Garcia's specialty, she's wonderful at what she does."

"And beautiful while she does it," he comments smoothly, and Reid blushes slightly. Will is already in Hannibal's car, front passenger seat. Hannibal controls the smile that nearly makes it's way onto his face. He can't wait to hear Will's thoughts about all this later. "They address you as doctor as well," Hannibal states.

"I have a few PhDs," Reid says dismissively.

"A few, may I ask how old you are?"

"I nearly had my first PhD before I was eighteen, my eidetic memory allowed me to learn at faster pace," he speaks like he's answered these questions many times before, and Hannibal is sure he is. He takes the other man's appearance in. Talk, extremely thin, messy hair. His clothes were presentable but out of style, he looked clean.

"That's very impressive," he says, letting the subject drop as the other man comments no further and opens the back passenger door and climbs in. He gets behind the wheel.

Will has the case file open on his lap, "Jack said for us to take him to the field where the copycat first killed, then to the Hobbs cabin where Marissa's body was found." Reid is leaning between the seats, looking at the file over Will's shoulder. Hannibal says nothing, and drives from the parking lot; in the rearview mirror, he sees the other agents exiting the building and heading towards their cars.