[That does draw his attention, because it's not an answer that he has immediately ready on the tip of his tongue. His eyes rake over Gabriel, intense and interested, in the couple of seconds silence before he begins talking.]
Not one that manifested in obvious supernatural ability, or you would have been content to show off your gifts without taking them from others. It also had to be something that facilitated your ability to take powers. Not absorbing them, that likely wouldn't require anything as messy as serial murder in the manner you commit them. You were a watchmaker by trade, and you still wear the broken Sylar watch out of sentimental attachment, despite the life of a simple watchmaker not living up to your expectations of grandeur. The life wasn't glamorous, but you understood watches. The precision, the way everything fits tog-- Ah, of course. You understand how others fit together, you can hear how they tick.
[That's an interesting first power, possibly the most interesting one, and one he'd like himself.]
That must have been frustrating for you, to be able to see the special people around you without being able to prove that you were one yourself. No wonder you turned to murder, how could you possibly resist? The keys to your greatness were all right there, ticking in someone else's head, all you needed to do was take the pieces from them and fit them into yourself. Messy deaths, so extracting the powers likely required the removal of one or more organs. Likely the brain, which then had to be consumed?
[He's not even slightly afraid of Sylar, too off-balance from all the events of the past twenty-four hours to reign himself in. He's better than this, at least sometimes, but not today.]
But, you see, that's where you differ from John. His self worth issues are as a result of needing to help people, and feeling inadequate when he can't, brought on by a mixture of his relationship with his father, alcoholic sister, and his time in the army. But, you see, take away his surgical ability, take away his army skills, and he remains a man of worth. He is good, and kind, and extraordinary in many ways. It's hardly surprising that so many people love him.
[Not new things for him to say, not since the wedding. Though, of course, John hasn't got that far yet.]
But you are nothing without the sum of your stolen parts, none of which actually gave you the destiny you felt you deserved. Underneath all the worthless enhancements, bells and whistles, you remain a simple watch. A broken watch.
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28/11/16 03:13 (UTC)Not one that manifested in obvious supernatural ability, or you would have been content to show off your gifts without taking them from others. It also had to be something that facilitated your ability to take powers. Not absorbing them, that likely wouldn't require anything as messy as serial murder in the manner you commit them. You were a watchmaker by trade, and you still wear the broken Sylar watch out of sentimental attachment, despite the life of a simple watchmaker not living up to your expectations of grandeur. The life wasn't glamorous, but you understood watches. The precision, the way everything fits tog-- Ah, of course. You understand how others fit together, you can hear how they tick.
[That's an interesting first power, possibly the most interesting one, and one he'd like himself.]
That must have been frustrating for you, to be able to see the special people around you without being able to prove that you were one yourself. No wonder you turned to murder, how could you possibly resist? The keys to your greatness were all right there, ticking in someone else's head, all you needed to do was take the pieces from them and fit them into yourself. Messy deaths, so extracting the powers likely required the removal of one or more organs. Likely the brain, which then had to be consumed?
[He's not even slightly afraid of Sylar, too off-balance from all the events of the past twenty-four hours to reign himself in. He's better than this, at least sometimes, but not today.]
But, you see, that's where you differ from John. His self worth issues are as a result of needing to help people, and feeling inadequate when he can't, brought on by a mixture of his relationship with his father, alcoholic sister, and his time in the army. But, you see, take away his surgical ability, take away his army skills, and he remains a man of worth. He is good, and kind, and extraordinary in many ways. It's hardly surprising that so many people love him.
[Not new things for him to say, not since the wedding. Though, of course, John hasn't got that far yet.]
But you are nothing without the sum of your stolen parts, none of which actually gave you the destiny you felt you deserved. Underneath all the worthless enhancements, bells and whistles, you remain a simple watch. A broken watch.