Sylar did recoil his hand then. He reached up and ran his thumb across the collar, which was flat and tight against his skin, but didn't itch, that almost at time didn't seem like it was really there. Despite the blood and the shower it was still shining, though he couldn't see it even when he squinted, but he knew full well it was the case; that it would catch any hint of light in the room, and gave him away if he was trying not to be seen. He paused, then reached out for Peter's hand, finding it in the dark without - fortunately - coming across anything else in the process, and guided Peter's hand up to touch it. He closed his own over the back of Peter's, and just stayed still.
Just beside the silver collar, his heart was racing, and it puzzled him, because he had spent months now being too close to Peter, getting into his face at any opportunity, bearing down on him--why was it awkward now?
"The first man that I killed was Brian Davis. He had the power to move things with his mind, but he was afraid of it. So afraid. I killed him almost by accident, without any power. I just killed him." And how long had he spent thinking about that? He had almost taken his own life. He closed his eyes for a long moment, gathering himself. "All the powers that you've taken from me are powers that I took from other people. The telekinesis you use was Brian's, and I gave it to you." His eyes only looked blacker in the dark room, but they didn't move; he kept them on Peter. "And that's only one part of what links us, Peter."
He ran his hand down the other man's arm, but stopped at his elbow, keeping Peter's gaze.
"I'm not asking you to remove my collar. I can kill him with or without my powers, choke the life out of him, hurt him the way he hurt you." But it went unspoken that just because he wasn't asking didn't mean he didn't invite it.
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Just beside the silver collar, his heart was racing, and it puzzled him, because he had spent months now being too close to Peter, getting into his face at any opportunity, bearing down on him--why was it awkward now?
"The first man that I killed was Brian Davis. He had the power to move things with his mind, but he was afraid of it. So afraid. I killed him almost by accident, without any power. I just killed him." And how long had he spent thinking about that? He had almost taken his own life. He closed his eyes for a long moment, gathering himself. "All the powers that you've taken from me are powers that I took from other people. The telekinesis you use was Brian's, and I gave it to you." His eyes only looked blacker in the dark room, but they didn't move; he kept them on Peter. "And that's only one part of what links us, Peter."
He ran his hand down the other man's arm, but stopped at his elbow, keeping Peter's gaze.
"I'm not asking you to remove my collar. I can kill him with or without my powers, choke the life out of him, hurt him the way he hurt you." But it went unspoken that just because he wasn't asking didn't mean he didn't invite it.