2 Timothy 4:2 [SERMON AND MEET THE PUPS]

Obviously Hannibal had already seen Belle's pups. He had attended the birthing as well as frequented the palace. But, it would be only polite to show face at the sermon. Honestly the entire thing was one big eye roll for the albino. He didn't care for religion in the slightest but he knew it'd make Belle pleased to see Hannibal playing nice at the Abraxas ways. Thus, the Hand marched along towards the event with a slight grin and his head held high as always.

Upon arrival his pink and blue gaze swept across the attendees as well as the hosting pair. First Hannibal offered a gruff nod to Archon as he trotted forth. "I wish to offer you a formal congratulations. The pups are full of strength and will grow to be pristine examples for our bloodlines." In no way would Hannibal give thanks to their God. With a simple smirk the partially albino serpent moved to pad closer to Belle and the babes. That haunting gaze swept over the whelps before landing upon Belle wit a much softer tone. "They grow every minute." Hannibal offered a warm smile.