It occurred to Dr. Lecter in the moment that with all his knowledge and intrusion, he could never entirely predict her, or own her at all. He could feed the caterpillar, he could whisper through the chrysalis; what hatched out followed its own nature and was beyond him. He wondered if she had the .45 on her leg beneath the gown.

Hannibal by Thomas Harris

I don’t like commenting on things but I would like to note the context for the shippers out here: This is Hannibal talking about Clarice Starling right before they have dinner with Paul Krendler and then run away to Argentina to live together as a couple because he loves her. Just.

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Hannibal: You’re not alone, Will. I’m standing right beside you.

Will: THAT’S THE PROBLEM YOU FUCKING FUCK