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Will’s not confronting him but not reassuring him that he’ll follow him either. He was direct when he said to know where his place is and that one is by Jack Crawford’s side. This dinner reveals many more secrets than those the doctor has supposed would be revealed. “No, I don’t think you will. But then again, we’ve always been alone even if you were beside me.” There are barriers that keep both from reaching to each other, and that’s the knowledge that they’ve reached a state in which words are not necessary when it comes to sadness. The sadness of having one soul in two different bodies hat will never be able to touch each other.

“To share the burden.” Hannibal serves more wine to his companion and some for himself as well. The burgundy colored liquid dances in his mouth as he takes a sip and returns his attention to the profiler. “Will you come to see me then?” In prison, of course.

“Maybe. But even so, it did make us feel the ache less.“ They’ve both taken to using the past tense. Can he know? He shouldn’t.So far Will has managed to get by with lies of omission, but this dinner is quite possibly the breaking point. There is still a part of him wavering, not quite decided on what he’s going to do. Somehow it tempts him with the thought of starting over, somewhere untainted by the increasingly gruesome debris they’re trailing behind them, somewhere not here.

The curve of his smile turns subdued, the expression heavy in a way that nearly feels like a palpable weight. Sheer restraint keeps the look from sliding off his face at the doctor’s next words. “Sounds like quite the trip to make.” With some effort, Will can pretend he’s referring to old, grand architecture instead of chillingly grey stone and metal bars. A visit to a café with absurdly decadent coffee instead of one that necessitates a logbook, one where their positions are finally reversed.

Giving himself a moment by taking a sip of his glass, he settles on an answer that surprises him in its honesty, regardless of which scenario it is applied to. “I would. It’s our burden to bear, after all.” The implied ‘together’ doesn’t make it past his lips.