[incredulity on kavinsky's face. it might be a trick, but he feels reassured with jesse there, not that the healer's presence negates the tricks themselves but he'll make them a lot less effective.]
What'd you use?
[a thumbnail goes into the side of the apple of sylar's throat, too blunt to cut, too wide to pierce. he's thinking about hitting the serial killer again, but something about this seems more interesting than that. his chair screeches an inch closer on the concrete below. sarissa's eyes blink at sylar, fringy and dark and sad for him, even though she should wish it had stuck.]
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What'd you use?
[a thumbnail goes into the side of the apple of sylar's throat, too blunt to cut, too wide to pierce. he's thinking about hitting the serial killer again, but something about this seems more interesting than that. his chair screeches an inch closer on the concrete below. sarissa's eyes blink at sylar, fringy and dark and sad for him, even though she should wish it had stuck.]