Hannibal's hand slides across Will's cheek. He looks at him, Hannibal's lip has faint blood and his usually neat hair is all messy from fighting, his white dress shirt is red with blood. "You were supposed to leave.." Will whispers. "We couldn't leave without you." Hannibal's whispered back. His dark eyes stared back at Will. He then pulls the karambit out, stabbing his abdomen, after stabbing him with a karambit, he embraces Will and explains that he wanted to surprise Will with Abigail, that she wasn't dead and they could run away together to Europe. Hannibal hissed, tears faint in his eyes. He kept holding Will, clenching his hair and holding him up, Will clenched his bleeding abdomen. Abigail was already dead next to them, her throat cut and her blood pooled around her.

"I have let you know me, see me. I gave you a rare gift, but you didn't want it." Hannibal said calm but his hands tighten as he felt emotions swarming in him

Will Graham: Didn't I?

Dr. Hannibal Lecter: You would deny me my life. Hannibal hissed quickly.

Will Graham: No, not your life, no. Will quickly replied, his breath shaky from pain.

Dr. Hannibal Lecter: My freedom then, you would take that from me. Confine me in a prison cell. Do you believe you could change me, the way I've changed you?

Will Graham: I already did. Will murmurs, a faint sardonic smile. His jaw clenched as the pain was overwhelming.

Dr. Hannibal Lecter: Fate and circumstance have returned us to this moment, when the teacup shatters. I forgive you, Will. Will you forgive me? Hannibal's dark brown eyes turn back to Will, staring at him. Hannibal's eyes faintly wet, holding back cries of anger and sadness. He was able to remain calm and collected for now.

Will Graham : Silence