treat Catherine better than the world has treated you

Sitri dipped his head in respect and reverence to the other male and then as Lecter walked away he bent his head and picked up what he could carry flinging a few of the bodies over his shoulders and back. He had often carried burdens this way when slaving for the queen including dead wolves.

He followed the other at a brisk pace, the bodies not even bothering him as he was indeed a brute. He followed Lecter and looked around at the flatlands and was measuring in his mind where to put the blood corpses and fetishes.