[ It snaps into place just like that, and Sylar smacks the table with his palm, leaning back into his chair like he's just won a hand at poker.
There's new brightness in his eyes now, and also a hideous amount of hunger, hunger that rises and snarls in his chest, and which he has to deliberately push back down where it came from. Fortunately, it's not much different to what he has to fight down around everyone else in the city every single day, even if his focus on the other man makes his doing so particularly difficult.
Because this is what he's been looking for. Not that he intends to share what he's learned. ]
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There's new brightness in his eyes now, and also a hideous amount of hunger, hunger that rises and snarls in his chest, and which he has to deliberately push back down where it came from. Fortunately, it's not much different to what he has to fight down around everyone else in the city every single day, even if his focus on the other man makes his doing so particularly difficult.
Because this is what he's been looking for. Not that he intends to share what he's learned. ]
My... Isn't that special.