You do not understand. Perhaps that is to be expected. The shackles were to your benefit, ensuring I behaved as you wished me to. Letting you believe you had somehow changed me. As I believed I had changed you. Perhaps we were both wrong.
[ Words like these, like the ones Hannibal had spoken before he'd gone into the morgue, were like drops of lemon juice into open wounds. They stung and made Will squirm with a confusing moras of emotion.
He struggled to keep his mind walking in a straight line, rather than straying from the path. ]
No. You had developed and custom fit your person suit years before you met me. It has served you for years before me, and it served you even after me.
In fact, it doesn't benefit me, Hannibal. If anything your well developed person suit aided in my transformation; from my destruction to my rebirth.
Do not fool yourself into think you're setting it aside of your own design, Hannibal. Look in a mirror, you are Norfinbury's design.
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He struggled to keep his mind walking in a straight line, rather than straying from the path. ]
No. You had developed and custom fit your person suit years before you met me. It has served you for years before me, and it served you even after me.
In fact, it doesn't benefit me, Hannibal. If anything your well developed person suit aided in my transformation; from my destruction to my rebirth.
Do not fool yourself into think you're setting it aside of your own design, Hannibal. Look in a mirror, you are Norfinbury's design.
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[Forgive him, Will, he's not himself.]