If that's the case, I can't help but wonder why Jack asked me here. [Not much about a corpse, however exotically arranged - it always puts him in mind of topiary in some rich, bloody garden - holds much of Hannibal's interest. He's seen his fair share and the fascination he might once have felt has eroded over time, worn by repeated exposure. But watching the team Jack has carefully constructed around himself slowly start to fragment... Well. That could be interesting to watch.]

I can't do what Will does. He is unique in that respect, singular. [A snowflake, Hannibal imagines Will snarking at him, self-deprecatingly, squirming in his seat. Distantly, he wonders what might make Beverly squirm.] What I can offer is only speculation.