Mohinder was just a little beyond help at the moment. He rubbed at his eyes as if trying to pinch away the tears that kept flowing. He'd heard Jack's and Sylar's exchange and...
That hurt even worse.
The boy he'd barely met, the one that had killed a version of his father and had so steadfastly tried to protect Sylar in the kitchen, who had had a flare up of his ability and rushed away from the other boy... He'd given Sylar his ability. Mohinder could not believe that such a thing was ever romantic, but he hurt for them both, for their troubled relationship.
He had no idea what would become of the teenage version of his fiance... Or even what to think of Gabriel as he stood opposite him now.
"There's always another option," he said, the words in Tamil because he could not be bothered to attempt English. "There would have been-- I can't see you right now," Mohinder actually whimpered. He was not taking this well at all.
no subject
That hurt even worse.
The boy he'd barely met, the one that had killed a version of his father and had so steadfastly tried to protect Sylar in the kitchen, who had had a flare up of his ability and rushed away from the other boy... He'd given Sylar his ability. Mohinder could not believe that such a thing was ever romantic, but he hurt for them both, for their troubled relationship.
He had no idea what would become of the teenage version of his fiance... Or even what to think of Gabriel as he stood opposite him now.
"There's always another option," he said, the words in Tamil because he could not be bothered to attempt English. "There would have been-- I can't see you right now," Mohinder actually whimpered. He was not taking this well at all.