Elle didn't give much resistance in Sylar pulling her to her feet. She didn't shock him, like she might have playfully done with Peter. She missed Peter. As much as she tried to tell herself that she didn't feel anything, she definitely felt something for Peter. She couldn't stop thinking about that kiss.
"Sure." Elle said, agreeing with him, hardly impressed with the radioactive blast, she could do that with her lightning. But what did she care if they found Claire? If the cheerleader wasn't smart enough to know Sylar was after her brains, that wasn't Elle's problem, now was it. Just like it was Elle's job to escape when the time was right. She didn't need Sylar deciding to kill her, and she didn't believe he was really going to let her little...blasts from before go either, even if he did look great now. Really great. He was really hot for a supervillain.