As he watches his friend tortured by emotion, Hannibal again feels his compassion for the man settling heavy in his heart. In most cases he would drink in the pain like a fine wine, enjoying the heady bouquet of another's sorrow. But there is no enjoyment now. Despite the fact that Hannibal himself is a sadomasochist, savoring pain from either side, he cannot find the pleasure in the sorrow from Will's heart that resonates in his own.
He does not mind that Will cannot finish his meal. Indeed, it would be rude of Hannibal to finish his own when his dinner guest was incapable. So Hannibal dabs his mouth with his napkin, then puts it aside and rises, approaching Will. He holds out his hand.
"I have made certain preparations. Let me show you."
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Date: 2016-01-31 09:55 pm (UTC)He does not mind that Will cannot finish his meal. Indeed, it would be rude of Hannibal to finish his own when his dinner guest was incapable. So Hannibal dabs his mouth with his napkin, then puts it aside and rises, approaching Will. He holds out his hand.
"I have made certain preparations. Let me show you."