She leaned back and watched him. "Maybe you will be able to one day. The doors that open up in this place often lead to the worlds connected to the people here," she said and smiled. She would liked to see it - his world - Abigail's world. Meet Hannibal's friend Will. Yes, it would be an interesting trip. "I wish I could show you the future. Do not shut your eyes on the things this island has to offer, Dr. Lecter. Many people in this time make that mistake I believe. We have so much more fruits and vegetables. There was a place run by an Egyptian family. They were third generation islanders with recipes passed down from people from the Ancient Egypt who had arrived on the island in the twenty-fifth century. One of the best things I've ever tasted was a soup from an bazaar in an alien world." She laughed quietly. "I don't even know what it was made out of - might have been their foes' blood for all I know." She gave a shrug. It didn't really matter, did it?