Dr. Lecter paused for a moment as he gathered his thoughts as he observed Buffy. She was expecting both a lot of him and nothing of him at the same time.
"It is difficult to offer help whilst you remain so closed about your situation but from what I understand there is a great weight on your shoulders. You are a slave now but you are also a rebel human and whatever you would define your relationship with Ambrose. You are trying to fill too many roles - conflicting ones at that. You wanted to choose, Buffy. So here is the choice. Pick a role and with it your purpose" Hannibal's gaze never once left hers as he spoke, his words were heavily accented yet still clear and steady.