Mount Apikuni she had nowhere else to go

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He recalled hazily the pride and pleasure he had felt at Clarice's birth, even after Valkari had abandoned them. The pursing of her lips as she nursed, the rotund puppy's body, the little sniffles and squeaks of a newborn child — she had softened him in ways he had thought impossible. And like an old fool, he had allowed himself the briefest moment's span to grow attached to the unknown number of lives growing in his lover's belly.

If Sos willed it ... Lecter proffered Jinx a small nod, appreciative that she would allow his presence. He would not try to stop her, nor the will of their God, but he questioned it, unable to stop himself. Why, in the twilight of his life, would Sos choose to slay his children? what had he done against the desires of the Dark God.

Fox. Of course she would have known, the vomitus-streaked bitch. Too weak to attract the attention of the males who wished to plant their seed, now she would rob Jinx of her opportunity at motherhood. Despite not yet knowing the redwolf's response, Lecter felt the slow burn of anger mount in his breast toward his leader, misplaced and virulent, as he could not bring himself to feel vengeful toward Jinx.

"What did she say of ... the situation?" he asked, weariness suddenly stealing over him, threatening to weaken his legs and drop him unceremoniously before her. His love for her would continue, though it would be buoyed by a shared sense of loss; Lecter did not know Jinx's thoughts toward the potential brood growing within her.