Even with her obvious fear, she was still clear-headed enough to fall to her knees and try to escape his ice-trap. Sylar was impressed, she was a little quicker than he had given her credit for. Still, he couldn't have her ruining all his fun already, could he?
He quickly rushed over to the cheerleader, blocking her path of escape. He crouched down in front of her, giving her a clear view of his evil smile. "Oh, c'mon Claire, it's been soooo long since we've seen each other. You don't really want to cut the reunion so short, do you?" With that, he reached out and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her back up to her feet.
"Well, if that's the case, and you really don't want to spend any quality time getting re-acquainted, I guess we can just go ahead and cut right to the chase, huh?" He pointed at Claire's forehead, knowing full well she would know what was coming next. He eagerly awaited the look on her face...oh, how he had missed this.