"I told you I'd do this, Suresh," he started, reaching out for the other man's hand in time. "If it doesn't work, do it anyway." Or else, twisted moral structure or not, he'd go back on his word. Retreat as he had that night at Union Wells. And the idea of running away again was even less acceptable than the idea that Mohinder had, apparently, picked up on his apprehension in the first place.
He took another slow breath, and then added, "Don't tell me. Just do it. I ... keep something moving, telekinetically, either way." That was the ability that came the easiest, after all. Not that the others were anything nearing hard, but it didn't change facts that it would be the least difficult to sustain, even as he was trying to keep his brain's chemistry from adapting.
He reached out with his mind, and sans gestures this time, to toy with something just beyond his field of vision. "Anesthetize away, Mohinder."
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Date: 2008-09-04 06:30 pm (UTC)He took another slow breath, and then added, "Don't tell me. Just do it. I ... keep something moving, telekinetically, either way." That was the ability that came the easiest, after all. Not that the others were anything nearing hard, but it didn't change facts that it would be the least difficult to sustain, even as he was trying to keep his brain's chemistry from adapting.
He reached out with his mind, and sans gestures this time, to toy with something just beyond his field of vision. "Anesthetize away, Mohinder."