Date: 2008-09-04 03:52 am (UTC)
The tone of voice, with the echoing wasn't really his favorite, putting a bit more of a gap between them, another reminder of all Sylar was that he wasn't, all that all of them were that he followed and cataloged and watched as so many of them pushed against that which destiny called them to.

He frowned, some of the fear easing away, even with the distinctly creepy voice, now that he knew it was actually Sylar and not some Company goon. That was still funny, to feel that flicker of relief.

He glanced up at the lights, gestured out the window. "Your doing?"
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