[She should take advantage of this. It's what Hannibal would want, she knows. Take advantage; make him weak. Make him, if possible, dependent on her. She could do it, she thinks. She could use this moment to put a hook in his heart and pull, pull, pull.]
[She doesn't.]
[Her voice trembles.]
He wants to play with you now. He'll eat your heart.
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But it doesn't have to be logical when you feel trapped.
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Do you still feel trapped? Or free?
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I'm chained, but it was me who put them there, and I can take them away if I want to. So, free, maybe, but without wanting to leave.
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I didn't know there was a good kind before here.
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I wouldn't know if I was deluded.
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[This is a trick question.]
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That's a cop-out.
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[huff!!]
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[ there how do u like that. ]
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That's stupid. You're stupid.
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[Two words: they start out victorious and edge into despair on the last syllable. She couldn't even begin to say why.]
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[She doesn't.]
[Her voice trembles.]
He wants to play with you now. He'll eat your heart.
Go be something better somewhere else.
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He won't get me.
He can hurt me where I'm weak, but I heal there.
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