Not this time. [ He's relieved that Sylar got it. The cloak trembles where it's balled up in the corner, and there's the sound of knives being dragged along a wood floor. ]
Broken. They, I. [ This is said much more softly. And then, a normal volume: ] Weren't them. Killed them. Didn't want to.
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31/5/17 19:42 (UTC)Broken. They, I. [ This is said much more softly. And then, a normal volume: ] Weren't them. Killed them. Didn't want to.