[ He's wrong, so wrong. And while Sylar feels that relief, he doesn't let it show. ]
No. She's alive.
I called you lucky because I knew the compulsion was temporary, for you. I didn't know how long it'd last, but it would eventually wear off. You could fight it long enough just to kill me. My ability wasn't like that. It pressed and pressed until I could think of nothing else, nothing but the hunger to understand at any cost.
You didn't even last a day against it. Don't you give me your righteous speeches when you don't know what you're talking about.
[ He spits out the words, near shaking with anger that isn't entirely reserved for Sherlock. Then he reaches for Sherlock's shoulder to shove him to the side and walk past him. He's sure the man will have something else to say, but he tells himself he's not going to listen. ]
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No. She's alive.
I called you lucky because I knew the compulsion was temporary, for you. I didn't know how long it'd last, but it would eventually wear off. You could fight it long enough just to kill me. My ability wasn't like that. It pressed and pressed until I could think of nothing else, nothing but the hunger to understand at any cost.
You didn't even last a day against it. Don't you give me your righteous speeches when you don't know what you're talking about.
[ He spits out the words, near shaking with anger that isn't entirely reserved for Sherlock. Then he reaches for Sherlock's shoulder to shove him to the side and walk past him. He's sure the man will have something else to say, but he tells himself he's not going to listen. ]