[Jesse's hands drop back to his sides and he watches her get back up. His miserable expression shifts to bewilderment. He's not sure what power he's expecting to witness when she gestures, but when the chair moves of its own volition, he jumps in alarm and scrambles away from it - because his first thought is Sylar's here.
But of course he isn't. It's just the two of them.]
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But of course he isn't. It's just the two of them.]
Wait -
What. The hell.