"Don't say 'lady-friend', I'm not that old." He chastised, not particularly pleased with the idea of sounding like he was sixty. He had a ways before he'd get that far, thank you, and Nathan would cling to that for as long as he could.

At her question, he was frowning again. So there was something going on. The memory upgrade might've been worse than she was making it sound. The one he wasn't getting. He couldn't say he was surprised. "I was going up against Sylar."

Nathan had to admit, if Peter and Claire were moving this far ahead of him in their memories, he was a little... Concerned. "Why?"