[The way Sylar is behaving is honestly worrying. He can feel his shoulder muscles tense and the muscles of his jaw click in his ears. His mouth is dry, and dries further as Sylar stretches out.]

Innocent...?

[There's a sadness in Peter's eyes that he can not hide. You don't explode and stay the dreamer you used to be.]

Sylar, you tried to kill me. I'm not sure if I'd believe you if you wanted to save anything. [He does manage not to roll his eyes.]

The last time I looked, your thing was murder.