Are you intentionally trying to ignore me Agent Starling?
I can assure you that it would be quite unwise to continue on this path that you find yourself on. If...
"Don't Call me that?" Had she just interrupted him?
Would you prefer it if I referred to you as ex- special agent starling, or maybe you would prefer Miss Starling? Hmn?
Why should I address you by your first name unless you are willing to return the favor.
Would you call me by my first name, Clarice?
Can you even bear to say my name?
Would you allow yourself to be on a first name bases with someone like myself? What if the FBI had tapped the phone line?
Can you imagine the rumors that would circulate? You have no even begun..
"Hannibal". The name flowed from her lips before she had a chance to stop it. Had she done it simply to stop his ranting, or had she just admitted something to herself?
Hannibal she repeated again. She loved the way his name rolled off of her tongue like it was meant to be spoken.
"Clarice" It was a simple reply but her name was uttered with more emotion then she would ever have thought she could provoke in another human being.
The fact that the emotion was been displayed by someone who was thought to have no feelings, simply made is seem more special.
She was suddenly overcome with a need to see him,to touch and feel him. How could she possibly explain how much she was longing for him? Would he laugh at her or taunt her?
What if this really was just a game to him? Could she tell him I need you. She wasn't sure how to start.
She heard him take a deep breath.
I believe that my ears may be deceiving me. Did you just admit to needing a serial killer?
Oh crap was the first thought that came to mind. Had she said that out loud. How could she have done something stupid? If his desire was to torment or tease her she had just provided him with enough material to last for years.
Should she tell him that it was a joke? No, he would see threw her lie instantly.
Could she hang up, simply forget that this conversation had ever taken place? Then she could go home and go on with her life, and she could just be..Just be, what? What would she go home to?
She had no home. There was no one there when she came in the door at night. Nobody cared for her at all. Except possibly him. So what would she if she went home? She would just be miserable for the rest of her life.