Cold was an understatement, he would have been frozen if not for his cells recuperating from the cold. Although that wouldn’t do much to shake the feeling of biting chill. They were immortal, not insensible, but clearly, Sylar had already known that in coming here.
He wrapped his fingers around the darker haired immortal’s hand, taking the movement as encouragement rather than a sign to back away. The look he had sent Adam answered his question. Sylar wanted comfort, something sturdy to depend on. That was what Mohinder was to him, until death had parted the two. But he understood, more than Sylar might think. Understanding was something Adam felt expert in.
The blond was just as tired of losing people as Sylar was, and this might just be a moment of weakness on both ends, something that may end in regret later on like so many times before, but he couldn’t find himself caring about that entirely too much.
Adam raised his other hand from his pocket slowly, just barely brushing across …Gabriel’s face. Stopping just before touching his jaw, and then finally making contact with his palm, “Are you warmer now?”
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Date: 2008-09-03 03:32 am (UTC)He wrapped his fingers around the darker haired immortal’s hand, taking the movement as encouragement rather than a sign to back away. The look he had sent Adam answered his question. Sylar wanted comfort, something sturdy to depend on. That was what Mohinder was to him, until death had parted the two. But he understood, more than Sylar might think. Understanding was something Adam felt expert in.
The blond was just as tired of losing people as Sylar was, and this might just be a moment of weakness on both ends, something that may end in regret later on like so many times before, but he couldn’t find himself caring about that entirely too much.
Adam raised his other hand from his pocket slowly, just barely brushing across …Gabriel’s face. Stopping just before touching his jaw, and then finally making contact with his palm, “Are you warmer now?”