[Feeling what she feels is worth it. It has to be. She has to cling to that belief, or else what good is all the work she's done, the people she's hurt and gotten no lasting joy from? Finding herself incapable of being Hannibal's perfect monster - not even wanting to, most of the time (most being the key word) - she has to become Abigail.]

[Whoever the hell that is.]

[She swallows, nods.]

Yes. Please. I don't want just anyone to have it. But I shouldn't keep it with me. [It has to be Ben. Otherwise, it might just be a joke. A fiction. She's forgotten already that it was Dillon's to start with.]

I don't understand why I didn't lose time this time.