Wall Verse Chapter 6, Shame Turns to Anger
Sylar needed to say something. He wanted to say something. He wanted to make this thing developing between them real and he could only do that by speaking it aloud.
He was scared - more than he’d ever been while driven on by his ability. He was nervous - mouth dry, palms sweating. He could barely choke down the really quite good omelet Peter had made them.
He blushed, he stammered, and at first Peter looked puzzled. That had stopped. Now he looked pleased. Sylar felt mortified.
“Something you need to say?” Peter asked slyly.
He couldn’t speak. Shame turned to anger.
He was scared - more than he’d ever been while driven on by his ability. He was nervous - mouth dry, palms sweating. He could barely choke down the really quite good omelet Peter had made them.
He blushed, he stammered, and at first Peter looked puzzled. That had stopped. Now he looked pleased. Sylar felt mortified.
“Something you need to say?” Peter asked slyly.
He couldn’t speak. Shame turned to anger.