He could almost hear Adam say it, poisoning everything anyone else had to offer. It was as if he hung on every single word out of anyone's mouth. As if he was seated neatly behind Nathan, glancing over his shoulder, smiling gently, seconds away from squeezing the life out of his big brother's words until there was nothing left but Adam to fill in the spaces. Adam was just there beyond Peter's reach, and it took a moment for him to blink.
And then blink again.
And then Adam was gone; only Nathan was left. Nathan, the one that had been right. That hadn't been lying. That had kept Peter from killing Hiro and killing everyone else at the exact same time. Nathan had told him to listen, and so Peter was listening. Even though 'it's complicated' wasn't even remotely the right thing to say. It's complicated? How the hell was it complicated? It was a yes or no question, there wasn't anything complicated about itO. But at least the answer Nathan finally gave was resounding and gave little wiggle room. Even though there was probably a million explanations in that single one - their mother tried to use Sylar? - Peter finally shook his head, turning back to his mug of coffee, wondering if putting his fist through a wall would help. ]
Okay. Okay.
[ ... 'so, space, huh?' But Peter wasn't really in the mood for jokes, looking up and skimming his gaze around the room. ] Everyone's just acting like this is normal. [ He looked back at Nathan, almost blandly, trying to not feel so ill. ] Tell me you're not running for office here, at least.
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He could almost hear Adam say it, poisoning everything anyone else had to offer. It was as if he hung on every single word out of anyone's mouth. As if he was seated neatly behind Nathan, glancing over his shoulder, smiling gently, seconds away from squeezing the life out of his big brother's words until there was nothing left but Adam to fill in the spaces. Adam was just there beyond Peter's reach, and it took a moment for him to blink.
And then blink again.
And then Adam was gone; only Nathan was left. Nathan, the one that had been right. That hadn't been lying. That had kept Peter from killing Hiro and killing everyone else at the exact same time. Nathan had told him to listen, and so Peter was listening. Even though 'it's complicated' wasn't even remotely the right thing to say. It's complicated? How the hell was it complicated? It was a yes or no question, there wasn't anything complicated about itO. But at least the answer Nathan finally gave was resounding and gave little wiggle room. Even though there was probably a million explanations in that single one - their mother tried to use Sylar? - Peter finally shook his head, turning back to his mug of coffee, wondering if putting his fist through a wall would help. ]
Okay. Okay.
[ ... 'so, space, huh?' But Peter wasn't really in the mood for jokes, looking up and skimming his gaze around the room. ] Everyone's just acting like this is normal. [ He looked back at Nathan, almost blandly, trying to not feel so ill. ] Tell me you're not running for office here, at least.