"Let me out, Mohinder," Sylar suggested, pulling himself up from the bed with a grace that was still eerily fluid, despite his missing abilities. He moved towards the glass, stopping just inches from it, face level with the geneticist. And watching him, seeing him stand there like that, it was probably very much like being at the zoo and having the caged animal you'd been studying suddenly take notice of you.
"Stop whatever drugs they have me on, and let me out." He pursed his lips together, thoughtfully, and then added, "Then I'm all yours. You won't have to worry about the Company getting in the way. Just me and you."
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Date: 2008-07-31 09:36 pm (UTC)"Stop whatever drugs they have me on, and let me out." He pursed his lips together, thoughtfully, and then added, "Then I'm all yours. You won't have to worry about the Company getting in the way. Just me and you."