[You can probably imagine it better than you know, Will. Dr. Lecter fed you breakfast once, did he not? Not that Abigail knows that. No, that's a completely meta-from-the-narration-note.
And Abigail furrows her brow at him.]
How do you do that? Imagine, I mean. Do you ever get tired of it?
no subject
And Abigail furrows her brow at him.]
How do you do that? Imagine, I mean. Do you ever get tired of it?