“I try, you know…?” Sylar rubs his hand through his hair and then shoved that hand back into his pocket. “I try not to slip. It’s been years. But you’re— You're setting me off harder than anyone has since—“
Sylar turns and leaves the room. He’ll need a breather. But standing at the door, he does pause.
“Jack and the boys are hanging out in a time dilation. You have anything for that?”
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Date: 2022-08-03 10:55 pm (UTC)Sylar turns and leaves the room. He’ll need a breather. But standing at the door, he does pause.
“Jack and the boys are hanging out in a time dilation. You have anything for that?”