[ Maybe Sylar was a little more unwary than Peter was, but he saw recognition in the other man's eyes. Mercy's dog? He looked at Peter and then back again, but was caught off guard as he was addressed, tipping his head up into the headscratch and almost totally losing track of his thoughts.
Right. Strange dog bad.
Tired of being ignored he stepped forward, putting his front paws up on the bench and leaning in toward her. It really was an odd smell. Maybe... Not a proper dog smell? Was that it? He barked at the offensive smell. What are you? ]
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Right. Strange dog bad.
Tired of being ignored he stepped forward, putting his front paws up on the bench and leaning in toward her. It really was an odd smell. Maybe... Not a proper dog smell? Was that it? He barked at the offensive smell. What are you? ]