Matt pulls back, looking at her in confusion. "Why, what's -- "
He never gets to finish that sentence, however, as suddenly he's being ripped from Daphne's arms, thrown back against the wall by some invisible force. He hits his head hard enough to keep him from getting back up again, alive but unconscious, and a second later, Sylar slips into the room, pushing past Daphne with a grin on his lips. His eyes drift over to Mohinder, briefly, then he focuses himself on Peter. "Hello, Peter. I think you have something that belongs to me."
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Date: 2011-07-16 11:50 pm (UTC)He never gets to finish that sentence, however, as suddenly he's being ripped from Daphne's arms, thrown back against the wall by some invisible force. He hits his head hard enough to keep him from getting back up again, alive but unconscious, and a second later, Sylar slips into the room, pushing past Daphne with a grin on his lips. His eyes drift over to Mohinder, briefly, then he focuses himself on Peter. "Hello, Peter. I think you have something that belongs to me."