It must be nice. To be able to forget, at least. Not that Sylar would want his mind wiped, God, the last thing he wanted was to lose track of who he was. But... still. That kind of bliss of not having to live with knowing what you'd done in the past. It was tempting.
Knew too much. He'd always been convincing himself that he couldn't know enough. He had to get more abilities, gain more and more power. It was practically what he lived for, at some points, just the need to be important. Here was the exact opposite, in the flesh, knowing too much and trying to forget what she did, just for her own bliss.
Bees... didn't help much. The cloud one she'd given him at his sorting was pretty cool - Jimmy Sunshine Applebaum the Third had become rather taken with fluttering around his bed, landing on his pillow, or going off to look at his books - but bees in general... eh. "They do," he agreed anyway, nonchalantly swallowing another spoonful of ice cream soup and shrugging. "A little."
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Date: 2007-07-15 07:20 pm (UTC)It must be nice. To be able to forget, at least. Not that Sylar would want his mind wiped, God, the last thing he wanted was to lose track of who he was. But... still. That kind of bliss of not having to live with knowing what you'd done in the past. It was tempting.
Knew too much. He'd always been convincing himself that he couldn't know enough. He had to get more abilities, gain more and more power. It was practically what he lived for, at some points, just the need to be important. Here was the exact opposite, in the flesh, knowing too much and trying to forget what she did, just for her own bliss.
Bees... didn't help much. The cloud one she'd given him at his sorting was pretty cool - Jimmy Sunshine Applebaum the Third had become rather taken with fluttering around his bed, landing on his pillow, or going off to look at his books - but bees in general... eh. "They do," he agreed anyway, nonchalantly swallowing another spoonful of ice cream soup and shrugging. "A little."