Sylar forces his mouth closed and swallows, once. His eyes are still too wide; he holds himself very still, acutely aware of the remaining distance between them.
When he speaks, there's a slight hoarseness to his voice. (And more than a slight anger, heated by resentment.) "What is it you want?"
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Date: 2007-12-03 04:03 am (UTC)When he speaks, there's a slight hoarseness to his voice. (And more than a slight anger, heated by resentment.) "What is it you want?"