Date: 2007-07-06 06:08 pm (UTC)
Not that it mattered how lowly she spoke her words, at any rate. Lily's mutter sent Sylar's eyes flickering back up towards her, narrowed in that same sort of morbid curiosity that he couldn't help but exhibit with her. Not afraid of the dark. Not afraid of him. For the first time, he noticed her heart rate, the simplistic lub-dup pattern that was barely a blip on anybody else's ear drum. It was surprisingly even. She wasn't spooked. It had been a long time since he'd encountered someone who wasn't afraid of him.

It fascinated him.

He might have frowned upon the filing, and turned his chin up at the sight of the stuff, but damn if his obsessive compulsive nature didn't kick in almost instantaneously. This was the man, after all, who'd meticulously kept his apartment in the same, tidy position, for years. Plastic wrap on the chairs. Something like organizing almost became therapeutic. And it didn't take long for him to have the pile strewn out into categories - twenty-five, specifically, seeing as there were very little people with 'X' at the start of their surname.

Heh. Sorting Hospital Wing records. If only Mohinder Suresh, Noah Bennet, anybody, really, could see him now.
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