[ Shoulders sinking, Peter couldn't say he was all that surprised that Sylar didn't remember, but he didn't know what he was supposed to show him that would help. Something that mattered, something that meant more to him than anything and Peter couldn't grasp it.
Or maybe he just couldn't push himself to the place he'd have to go to show Sylar what he needed to see. And maybe he just didn't want Sylar to have to remember the kind of person he used to be. The things he'd done, the things Peter had done, and all the things they'd been through. If Peter could protect Sylar from all of it, give him another chance, than he'd do it. He'd try.
Snapping his hands out of his hair and looking back to Sylar, Peter gave his head a slight shake, glancing over the other man's shoulder towards the monument in the middle of the Plaza. The blaze of red light that lit up the entire block was the perfection distraction; an unrelentless blur. ]
It doesn't have anything to do with me.
[ Hands back in his pockets, Peter stayed put, carefully looking at Sylar but trying to keep from dissecting him in the moment. But it didn't matter how hard Peter tried, looking at Sylar didn't change the person he saw. ]
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Or maybe he just couldn't push himself to the place he'd have to go to show Sylar what he needed to see. And maybe he just didn't want Sylar to have to remember the kind of person he used to be. The things he'd done, the things Peter had done, and all the things they'd been through. If Peter could protect Sylar from all of it, give him another chance, than he'd do it. He'd try.
Snapping his hands out of his hair and looking back to Sylar, Peter gave his head a slight shake, glancing over the other man's shoulder towards the monument in the middle of the Plaza. The blaze of red light that lit up the entire block was the perfection distraction; an unrelentless blur. ]
It doesn't have anything to do with me.
[ Hands back in his pockets, Peter stayed put, carefully looking at Sylar but trying to keep from dissecting him in the moment. But it didn't matter how hard Peter tried, looking at Sylar didn't change the person he saw. ]
What do you want to remember, Sylar?