[Oh, and he will try to cripple Hannibal's spirit, in those events to come. Try and fail, and his failure will only stimulate more of his carnivorous obsession over this elusive man. The crux of his obsession -- what Hannibal brought out by putting into him, both physically and psychologically -- will never be properly examined by Chilton himself, and therein remarks his failure. He won't be able to question that sense of confidence, of well-being, that Hannibal invoked during Chilton's darkest moments. He won't be brave enough to analyze how me was manipulated.

But his denial won't cleanse away the fact it happened, and his unbridled fury and humiliation will seek his patient. He'll want to strip Hannibal away, he'll need to needle and erode the other man's personality.

And every day he'll fail.]

Spoke so truthfully, Hannibal. I couldn't doubt a man of your acumen, naturally, but it's so refreshing to [know you exist] engage in this discourse. And so freely, too. I think you'll agree that there's some bittersweet agony to the fact that the more dangerously neuroatypical a patient is, the more fascinating he becomes. The more -- [A brief hesitation. But he's already spoken this much, hasn't he?] Worthwhile he is to treat.

[Hannibal already knew Chilton's opinions on various mental illnesses, including which disorders he favored dedicating himself towards. Chilton said as much, in their private time together. Nevertheless, to reaffirm himself in Hannibal's company was a liberation; he would never utter such controversial opinions at a lecture, or hearing, or mild dinner of another's.]

I love that you have a taste for the controversial.