Mohinder wasn't lying -- he could just tell that much -- but that answer still didn't feel like the truth. Mostly because he could half-recall being with Mohinder just a few minutes ago, while he couldn't remember the killer being in the picture in the first place. That, coupled with all the new abilities he'd just picked up somehow didn't make him feel much better; if anything it made him feel worse.
Taking a deep breath, he uncovered the phone, cradling it between his shoulder and head, and took a step towards Mohinder, reaching to brush his fingers over his hair, lightly. The motion was as much for his own benefit as it was Mohinder's, as was the fact that he repeated, "It's gonna be okay."
And as if to affirm that, somewhere in the distance, sirens screamed into the twilight.
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Date: 2009-11-02 11:39 pm (UTC)Mohinder wasn't lying -- he could just tell that much -- but that answer still didn't feel like the truth. Mostly because he could half-recall being with Mohinder just a few minutes ago, while he couldn't remember the killer being in the picture in the first place. That, coupled with all the new abilities he'd just picked up somehow didn't make him feel much better; if anything it made him feel worse.
Taking a deep breath, he uncovered the phone, cradling it between his shoulder and head, and took a step towards Mohinder, reaching to brush his fingers over his hair, lightly. The motion was as much for his own benefit as it was Mohinder's, as was the fact that he repeated, "It's gonna be okay."
And as if to affirm that, somewhere in the distance, sirens screamed into the twilight.