Still on the floor, still hovering over Sylar even though there was very little he could actually do for him, Peter looked up when she entered. He frowned at her for a moment, then looked away, fidgeting a bit as his eyes fell on some indeterminate spot on Sylar's chest. A moment of hesitation followed, and then, "His pulse is still slow, even for what's normal for you guys, but ... "
He had no idea where he was going with that, honestly. If Sylar had still been human, he could have said for sure what condition the other man was in, but he knew nothing about vampire physiology or how long the vervain would affect him, so the words had been more to fill space rather than to actually assess his condition.
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Date: 2011-01-27 08:42 pm (UTC)He had no idea where he was going with that, honestly. If Sylar had still been human, he could have said for sure what condition the other man was in, but he knew nothing about vampire physiology or how long the vervain would affect him, so the words had been more to fill space rather than to actually assess his condition.