"He what!?" She nearly demanded it, eyes narrowing into almost-slits. They'd never talked about the future; none of them had. Sandra had mentioned the nightmarish world, but she'd skipped the details, Peter had never brought it up, and she hadn't had time to be alone with Hiro yet. But apparently it was far worse than her pretty little head could have imagined. Five years? She felt as if she had plummeted through the ice and not skidded across it. She was no longer confident of her safety in Sylar's arms and therefore, no longer able to vouch for his newly found innocence.
Claire clenched her jaw as she was debated over, used as a hostage. She kept her jaw tight to keep from saying anything more, waiting for her fate to be decided.