['Memory lane?' Mohinder immediately thinks of the road trip he and Zane went on, but that can't be it. Sylar couldn't possibly have enjoyed the companionship that Mohinder did. He was just excited for the next kill, surely, and for pulling one over on the naïve son.

The mention of the syringe causes Mohinder to snap out of his own thoughts and stare at Sylar's face in the rearview mirror. It's a rather deer-in-headlights look as he tries to cobble together an explanation.]

It's- it's a continuation, of course. I'd been doing research for Maya- research that has since been destroyed, mind you. I don't want the Company getting their hands on it. The solution in that syringe- [It was, in some small way, a security blanket. If he had that, maybe he would never feel as powerless as he did when Sylar invaded his home and threatened Molly. ...and clearly that hadn't worked out at all, considering their current position.] -it should have been destroyed along with the rest of it.