Re: The cake is a lie? Or is soylent green NOT people?
Will nuzzled into Henry, trying to remember the last person he'd touched. The nurses, of course... Maybe Alan, patting him on the shoulder, or Jack's awkward handshake. If Will was any shade of sober, he might have realized that he was purring.
But then, Will started to think again. Lecter had said he was an exception, and he'd kept sending Will letters for occasions both national and of his own devising. He hadn't want to eat a part of Will because Will'd offended him, but maybe, like the old legends from somewhere said, he'd wanted to eat Will because they were friends?
Will suddenly pulled away, beginning to sob dryly, emotions feeling too much for him, his face in his hands, "You... you don't- I'm sorry, I didn't- I didn't think you weren't my friend!"
Sadly, Will was unaware that according to laws in less fortunate parts of the world like Mali, or where ever the Donner Party had landed and restorted to cannibalism, he and Henry were now wed, and couldn't eat each other until they'd produced an heir, which probably wasn't ever going to happen. Hopefully.
(OOC: I had to save it and upload it here. What is this RP doing to us?)