Sylar listened to Claire in a silent tone, giving only a small nod of his head, as he did realize this was going to happen sooner or later. That they would have to deal with the issue, and some kind of decision would be made. Did he want to do it the first time he saw her again? No. He had wanted to spend time with her, make her feel comfortable, not ruin the reunion. He pushed himself up from the couch and pulled his jeans up, but left the rest of his clothing on the floor.
"No, you aren't." Sylar told Elle after a few seconds, but his tone wasn't cruel or demanding, more that it was merely a statement. "You live here, and you aren't going to be forced to leave." He then turned his head and looked at Claire. She looked a little tired, and maybe confused. Not that he blamed her. "No one is going anywhere. Everything is fine. Let's forget about it."