Sylar exhales hard. Previously focused on anything other than the people here, his eyes dart immediately to Constantine. Where Peter hadn’t really pinged anything for him, the kid was mutated, almost wrong, and his abilities were nothing all that special, the other man? He can absolutely feel his mouth water.
Jack clicks at him with his fingers and Sylar blinks and snorts. “I wasn’t—“
“I know you’re not,” Jack replies before he lightly nudges him out of the way to get to the console. “I need everyone to fall back! I’m going to drop a force field on them!”
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Date: 2022-07-26 08:35 pm (UTC)Jack clicks at him with his fingers and Sylar blinks and snorts. “I wasn’t—“
“I know you’re not,” Jack replies before he lightly nudges him out of the way to get to the console. “I need everyone to fall back! I’m going to drop a force field on them!”