“Sylar is a name. Axel is part of a car.” Luke just assumed that ‘Sylar’ was the man’s last name, a family name. He knew his dad was a Gray but Luke and his dad didn’t share the same last name either. He sat back in the booth, watching the people over Axel’s shoulder. That wasn’t for safety reasons, either. He was hunting.
Luke’s gaze snapped back at Axel on the word ‘friend.’ He found it confusing. Insulting.
“I don’t have friends. We aren’t friends.” So what did it mean when he followed the man around through security cameras then? That wasn’t ‘friend’ but it also wasn’t ‘coincidence’ either. “You’re too boring.”
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“Sylar is a name. Axel is part of a car.” Luke just assumed that ‘Sylar’ was the man’s last name, a family name. He knew his dad was a Gray but Luke and his dad didn’t share the same last name either. He sat back in the booth, watching the people over Axel’s shoulder. That wasn’t for safety reasons, either. He was hunting.
Luke’s gaze snapped back at Axel on the word ‘friend.’ He found it confusing. Insulting.
“I don’t have friends. We aren’t friends.” So what did it mean when he followed the man around through security cameras then? That wasn’t ‘friend’ but it also wasn’t ‘coincidence’ either. “You’re too boring.”