There are plenty of us, many with a greater claim to retribution than either you or I, who are ready to deal with that shark. [ Will pointed out, still calmly flicking the line.

The bellowing from the stag had ceased, but the creature no longer stood on a riverbank. Instead, it was just inside one of the cells, peering through the bars towards Will. Keeping his focus on the river in front of him was all that kept it in view as the moldering environment began to steadily encroach. ]

You and I are conjoined. [ He reiterated, turning his head slightly so that he could see Hannibal's face, though not risk dislodging the hand in his hair. ]

But you know the risk we pose. [ There was a part of Will caught in conflict on this point. The part that wanted to be needed, but was wrestling with some of the charges laid at his feet by Beckett. The risk he posed to a man like House and others. ]

You could stay here, with me? [ He offered in a soft wistful voice. ]