Sylar turned and walked back into the bedroom, where Dorian as lying on the bed. "Quick thinking, Gabriel." she đã đưa ý kiến with a smile.
"Thanks." đã đưa ý kiến Sylar, still in Nathan's form. "You too. I wasn't sure bạn understood me."
Dorian smiled. "Nah, I understood. I've always understood you."
"I remember." he đã đưa ý kiến as he approached the bed. He leaned phía trước, chuyển tiếp and his lips met hers. As he kissed her, he slowly shifted back into himself. He brushed a curl off her forehead. "What was it.." he đã đưa ý kiến slowly, "that bạn used to say about me?"
"What do bạn mean?" she asked as she looked into his dark eyes.
"...whenever...
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