I love the contrast of these two scenes. In the first one, Hannibal’s dressed down, he’s brought something simple, he’s trying to break through Will’s defenses. Will takes the food perfunctorily, and then is pleasantly surprised to discover he likes it.
In the second, Hannibal’s full on himself. Here, person with fever and undiagnosed encephalitis, listen to my long story about what I made you.
And contrary to the joke about Will insulting Hannibal’s soup, Will is actually pleased. Touched even.
Wow, I showed up unannounced on your doorstep late at night with an escaped serial killer in tow and had a seizure and let the guy escape and then drove off in your car when you told me to wait while you summoned help. After all that dragging you into my world, you made me chicken soup.
they seemed to tear the seam
which attached you to me
or maybe it was the way you cried
when you saw me
or the way I cried when I saw myself
Unable to detect any heat
In the dark I see
And I never understood until now
how much I could change by bleeding out
So everything is in the air
and I’m not sure where
you sulked off to
free falling to the ground
cue crippling self doubt, hate
left alone to find my way