One’s eyes adjust to the darkness.

Hannibal Lecter: Tell me Clarice, would you ever say to me “Stop. If you loved me, you’d stop”?
Clarice Starling: Not in a thousand years.
Hannibal Lecter: “Not in a thousand years”… That’s my girl.

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