I'm not looking for a relationship counselor, Mr. Gray. You're the one I had in mind to be handling the body parts. A kid doesn't need that, which is why I'm talking to you.
If that was true, you would've asked me in the first place. Al ended up having to do most of it, anyway, and buried the bodies afterwards.
If you two are fighting, then there's something serious going on. Neither of you will drop everything while trying to figure out this place- well. You might with Sherlock. But Al's not the type. So- you want me to ask Al? 'cause I can needle him just as much.
[ No, he can't, but this is the least of the bluffing he can manage with John. ]
[John closes his eyes and just breathes, annoyed that Al hadn't left the worst of that job to Sylar. He supposes he should have expected it. He also should have expected the needling. Why do these people always needle? Well, for Sylar, it's probably to get information he can use against him sometime in the future.]
We're not fighting, we're just having a disagreement because he's a fifteen-year-old kid and I treat him like one. It's the same problem we've always had with each other. I'd rather not upset him.
[ Ugh, what a reasonable explanation. Sylar had really been hoping for something juicier. ]
Jeez, no wonder you two are having problems. He's fifteen years old, sure, but he's been through more than half the adults here. And you can't protect him from this place.
Whatever. We've got the livers. I'll leave them at the next place we stop and let you know. Or send them with someone who's heading out of the tunnels. You will let us know when you've got that bomb put together? We can set it off for you. At least that would feel like progress.
[ Alas. He will remember this for later, of course. ]
Well, he needs progress too, I suppose. Good luck.
If you get anything else we can help you with, Al needs it more than I do right now. I have no idea how him and Steph are even operational at the moment.
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6/3/17 19:52 (UTC)[No, it's not.]
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6/3/17 20:01 (UTC)If you two are fighting, then there's something serious going on. Neither of you will drop everything while trying to figure out this place- well. You might with Sherlock. But Al's not the type. So- you want me to ask Al? 'cause I can needle him just as much.
[ No, he can't, but this is the least of the bluffing he can manage with John. ]
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7/3/17 02:52 (UTC)We're not fighting, we're just having a disagreement because he's a fifteen-year-old kid and I treat him like one. It's the same problem we've always had with each other. I'd rather not upset him.
[Or deal with his probing about Pierce.]
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7/3/17 15:35 (UTC)Jeez, no wonder you two are having problems. He's fifteen years old, sure, but he's been through more than half the adults here. And you can't protect him from this place.
Whatever. We've got the livers. I'll leave them at the next place we stop and let you know. Or send them with someone who's heading out of the tunnels. You will let us know when you've got that bomb put together? We can set it off for you. At least that would feel like progress.
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7/3/17 16:00 (UTC)I think Sherlock will be wanting to set it off, but thank you for the offer. I'll let you know when it's put together, at least.
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7/3/17 16:23 (UTC)Well, he needs progress too, I suppose. Good luck.
If you get anything else we can help you with, Al needs it more than I do right now. I have no idea how him and Steph are even operational at the moment.
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7/3/17 16:34 (UTC)