//... I want to state for the record that I try not to let my technical difficulties stand in my way in some regards...//

Feeding other people was just... sensual. It was wonderful. He'd spent a lot of his life angry that he couldn't eat, himself, but now he was less concerned about that sort of thing and more willing to give sharing a try.

He didn't drink, obviously, but he did sort of raise his glass to Hannibal. Coffee as foreplay. Counted well enough for him, anyway.