[ He considers her question, and that consideration is genuine, though it does end up being brief. There are many places he likes to visit in France, but in Paris itself, he finds his answer almost embarrassingly predictable. ]

The Louvre. There's scarcely a better place in the world to immerse yourself in art. From ancient times to more recent memory, being able to wander the halls and know that it would be quite an accomplishment to see every work within is a great pleasure. It's a challenge I'd like to take up, but my travelling never quite pauses long enough in France for me to do so.

[ Though he wouldn't call visiting particularly phenomenal. It's not terribly hard of a city to visit, but the way she phrases her questions makes him wonder. But he'll get to that. For now, he inclines his head to her slightly. ]

But before I get too caught up in my admiration of art, allow me to introduce myself. Hannibal Lecter. It's a pleasure to meet someone with an enthusiasm for all three.