Sylar? At the mention of this name, a brief image of a watch flashed in Gabriel's head, but it was gone almost instantly. The name did not sound familiar to him, but apparently it was how this violent man knew him - although he couldn't be sure why.
"Look, I don't know who you think I am...or was. But I swear, I'm not here to hurt anyone. I don't even know what's going on? What do I have to do to prove it?"
He could tell by the look on the man's face that he was probably in no hurry to listen to anything he said, so he decided to try a different approach.
"OK, I'll put Claire down, but only if you promise not to attack me, and to give me a chance to explain myself, to prove that I'm telling the truth." He didn't like having to play this role - the hostage-taker making demands - but this man wasn't leaving him much of a choice. He hoped Claire would understand...