Probably my new favorite saying.
"My ear was tubed through Will Graham’s throat by Hannibal Lecter.
Never thought I’d say that.”
HANNIBAL LITERALLY JUST TOLD HIM THAT HE’S A PSYCHOPATHIC MURDERER.
THERE WAS NO VEIL OR ANYTHING
GOD DAMN IT
Oh look, Abigail made a cameo appearance.
Well— at least her ear did.
Jack caught the apple with his left hand and offered her a slight smile. “I don’ know what that means… Um, well, ‘s good ta ‘ear. What ‘ave ya been up ta?”
Abigail got up and met Jack eye-level with a smile of her own, “I’ve been traveling. On my own. I think the mushroom’s are drugs..” She nodded, smiling and gesturing towards the tea in the thermostat.
"—Whatever it is, make it quick," Abigail studied the book in front of her, barely looking at the person who just walked in.
"Yes indeed it is, Abigail. Me favorite fruit’s grapes. Do ya like grapes?" He paused and pursed his lips. "Are ya alright?"
"Grapes, grapes, grapes— love ‘em," She smiled widely, "Catch—" Abigail threw the fruit towards Jack before spinning around, "I’m as right as an airplane innovator."