He took the packet from her, careful not to touch her, ashamed and afraid of making things worse somehow if he did, and looked down at it for a moment, trying to decide what to do with it. Eventually, he decided that putting it in one of his shoes seemed the best idea -- less a chance of it falling out or being found accidentally -- and he leaned down, hiking up his jeans to slip it in the heel of his sneakers. He shifted from one foot to the other, just to make sure it was secure, then sighed, reaching to take the cup from her without looking directly at her.
He stared down at it, not sure if he could stomach the tea right now, but he had to try. Had to force himself to keep it down for Sylar's sake. For all of theirs. And that in mind he took a deep breath to steady himself before taking a sip. Thankfully his stomach only protested weakly, and he chanced another sip before gesturing back down the way he'd come.
"There's a warehouse down that way. Third one on the left. I ... I moved him there last time you guys went looking for him." It made sense now why Sylar hadn't called him out when he'd lied about it. Not that that particularly mattered right now. He sighed, reaching into his pocket for John's ring, and held it out to her. "You might want to take him this."
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Date: 2010-11-12 04:27 am (UTC)He stared down at it, not sure if he could stomach the tea right now, but he had to try. Had to force himself to keep it down for Sylar's sake. For all of theirs. And that in mind he took a deep breath to steady himself before taking a sip. Thankfully his stomach only protested weakly, and he chanced another sip before gesturing back down the way he'd come.
"There's a warehouse down that way. Third one on the left. I ... I moved him there last time you guys went looking for him." It made sense now why Sylar hadn't called him out when he'd lied about it. Not that that particularly mattered right now. He sighed, reaching into his pocket for John's ring, and held it out to her. "You might want to take him this."