"Will. Does it hurt to much?"
"It hurts the right amount."
A photo in a wooden frame, the girl in it smiled. Abigail.
"The moment I called you... I decided when I heard your voice. I told you to leave, 'cause I wanted you to run. Because you were my friend. I came to you not to stop you, but because I wanted to run away with you. I had chosen you. You told me you couldn't leave without me. But you did. Both of you."
"The tide always comes back to the land. Maybe I should have never crawled out of the sea."
"Why have you?"
"To pull you out. You could have pushed me over the edge, instead you fell with me."
"For three years, I lived without you. I just knew..., I know, I can't do it again." He paused for a moment. "And you... You just let me give you to the ocean."
"You wanted to see the Dragon change me. But that was not his privilege."
"All this time, you hunted pigs, rabbits, sheep. Whereas I hunted the predators."
"For a while, I thought you had joined my hunt. In the end, I joined yours. Adapt, evolve, become."
"Does your taste in prey evolve?"
"It already did."
And it was beautiful.
Hannibal: "Do you believe you could change me, the way I've changed you?"
Will: "I already did." 2.13
