[ Sylar lets out a long, relieved breath. ]

I was hoping you'd sleep through it, or maybe people would think you're dead already and overlook you. But probably not, huh?

You know, I don't even want to talk? Everyone can hear- I can't have any reasonable conversations with anyone. But I still feel like I should or something. At least it's not worse yet.

Is it bad if I say I can handle what they're going to throw at us, but this waiting... I hate the waiting. If nothing ever happens and we're stuck here forever- that would be the worst, I think.