“You must understand that blood and breath are only elements undergoing change to fuel your radiance… Just as the source of light is burning.”

Something so extremely lovely about Hannibal relating Will to a star; brilliant in its light and at its core a burning ball of fire, mass exhausted as it needs, to persist bright. Just, just, incredible. So lovely. So so powerful. Hannibal interacts with the world in such an unashamed, poetic way. Of course those words haunt Will, echoing around the bone arena of his skull. I’m crying out here really.