It’s dark and the lights are off, but Mohinder is still awake when Sylar eases his door open and steps into the room. He can tell, because Mohinder’s body stirs under the sheets and Mohinder’s eyes just barely glint in the moonlight shining from outside the hotel window.
“Zane?” Mohinder’s voice is fogged with fatigue, surprise, but Sylar
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