Abigail looked over at him. "Don't be. That's the way the island is. It's not your fault." She didn't want to break it to him that people disappeared too. Hannibal or her could vanish just as quickly. She even knew that she could lose Will in an instant like Annie and others.
"I'd like that." Abigail admitted. "But Hannibal wouldn't let me keep him. He wanted me to find another home for my cat. He was so worried about scratches on the furniture and mess." She still felt a touch of bitterness about that. It was as if Hannibal couldn't see how happy it made her to care for another living thing.