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So how long does someone have to be missing from the City before you start wondering if they're not coming back?

I don't want to jump the gun and move out on my roommate, but the ticking's kind of a pain, you know?

[ooc; sob wanted this up, replies may be sporadic/delayed >< /destroys responsibilities weeep]

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[Here's the thing about Saya. She's a workaholic. So it doesn't matter what time he arrives at the Garage, because if it's before 1am and after 5am, she's there. She's impeccably dressed, as usual, her heels high as she sits at her desk, legs splayed in a way that's not quite natural.]

[Sociopath or not, Brian appreciates a well-dressed woman, and the look he casts over her is approving without quite being creepy.]

Saya?

[She turns and looks up at him, pulling her legs closer and stands]

Hello.

I'm Rudy.

[Which she probably guessed, but human interaction tends to follow scripts, right? He offers a hand, a thin smile flickering over his lips.]

Thanks again, for taking me in a while.

[She takes his hand and shakes it - her skin is hotter than most humans, but she doesn't worry too much]

Yes, of course. It's nice to meet you in person.

Likewise.

[It's not the kind of thing he'd comment on, though he notices it. Instead he glances around curiously.]

Do you get a lot of business here?

Enough to stay open. Although I like cars best, I don't cater exclusively to them.

The Deities should have you fix the clock.

[She stretches a bit]

I don't think it's broken.

[A great many men would think impure thoughts, but of a rather different sort than his.]

You could be right.

[She smiles a little wider]

I am right. Of course.

[Not the answer he was expecting, but, okay. He smiles again at her, a little bemused but covering it with vague politeness.]

Anyway, I'm guessing I'll know one way or another about my roommate in a couple of weeks. A month seems to be the standard cut-off point on returns.

How unusual. Why a month?

[She's distracted by her work, and she goes back to fiddling with tiny gears on an open box, but she's paying attention to Brian, too]

[He can relate. Few things are as annoying as being interrupted in the middle of your work.]

Honestly? I'm not sure. But I hear it a lot as a rule of thumb.

[Her limbs go askew again, as if she can't concentrate on looking like a lady and working at the same time.]

That's odd. A month. But something to keep in mind. What is your roommate like?

Interesting. [It applies to both what she asks, and what she's doing. On someone else it might look graceless, but that isn't the impression he takes away.] I think you'd like him, he runs a watch shop.

[A pause]

I don't know very much about watches. I could fix one, but not as well as I can fix a car.

[Her fingers are very precise as they work]

But then I hope he returns. I would like to see intricate watch repair.

I'm sure you could convince him to show you.

[He can understand Sylar's fondness for clockwork, even if he doesn't share it. Mechanical order can be satisfying. Another reason to enjoy watching her work.]

[Her eyes flicker over to look at him for a moment and she hooks a chair from under her desk with a foot and pulls it out for him]

I'm sure I can convince almost anyone to let me do anything.

[Completely matter-of-factly]

I'm sure,

[he echoes, taking the proffered seat and dropping the bag he's had slung over one shoulder beside him.]

But I'll put in a good word for you anyway.

[She tips her head]

Thank you.

[He just smiles faintly.]

Tell me how to make you feel comfortable.

[He lifts his chin, very slightly. He's watching her steadily, but without any obvious agitation.]

I really don't need much.

But you need something.

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