Sylar growled a little, his nose wrinkling at the idea of having to share a room with someone. "I hope we're given our own separate rooms." he muttered. He didn't want to share with anybody. Well, he might tolerate Elle, although he wasn't too sure with this new, amnesic Elle.
"No one knows, I don't imagine." he said. "Aside from what was in that message." He snorted a little. Like he was really going to help fix somebody else's mistake? Yeah, he didn't work that way.