WHO: Nathan Petrelli, Cordelia Chase, Peter Petrelli (future), Mantis WHERE: the Hyperion WHEN: Right after this WHAT: Waiting for confirmation. RATING: TBD STATUS: thread; in-progress
Only waiting long enough to know if Cordelia would say there was something he could do, Nathan made his way quickly to the lobby once she had responded. Right now, he was trying very hard not to think about anything but the message at hand, to assume nothing until it was known for certain. He recognized the faith the others placed in Mantis' and had seen the man help those in the hotel, but Nathan also knew that what the man wrote on the message board was often unclear to most individuals – including himself. He didn't doubt something was very, very wrong, but perhaps Mantis' message had not meant the face value of the words written. Perhaps there was another meaning to it.
Perhaps he was just reaching to avoid thinking about the possible death of Katara.
Furthermore, there had been no mention of Peter and coming directly on the heels of the disappearance of the younger Peter, he couldn't let himself think the worst, or even close to the worst. Not when there might be something he could do, no matter how small.
That hadn't stopped him from calling out mentally for his brother just the same.
Descending the stairs, he looked around for Cordelia as he hit the last step.