It sounded like Sylar was playing it safe, then. Either that, or he was biding his time. It did occur to Peter that the man might have some reservations about killing someone who looked so much like him, but in the end he didn't think that would be a deal-breaker for Sylar. Not if powers came into the equation, anyway. The point was that Spock was walking a pretty fine line, whether he knew it or not. He'd obviously been careful about discussing abilities, which meant that Spock believed him at least somewhat.

And yet the man was still doubtful. Peter frowned down at his food, spearing a sausage with his fork as he took into the other patient's doubtful tone. It seemed like Spock was staying on the fence for now, which meant that he didn't completely believe either of them. Peter would have liked to think that he came off as more genuine and trustworthy than Sylar just on a basic instinctual level, but the killer was also a pretty impressive actor when he put his mind to it.

Luckily, Spock's clarifying question was one that he had an immediate and definite answer to. "Yeah, there is. Before he came here, anyway, he used telekinesis to literally saw people's heads open." How could Peter forget that, when he'd felt the sensation himself, seen Ted's dead body, and watched it attempted on Claire in this very place? His forehead ached just slightly at the memory, but he brushed it off just as quickly.

"It's not as easy here, though," he continued. "That doesn't mean he's stopped trying. He just uses blunt force instead." In the end, human bodies were surprisingly fragile. As a nurse, Peter knew that better than most. If you had enough disregard for human life and the integrity of the body, all it took was enough applications of force to someone's head before their skull opened up like a coconut.

Peter tried to ignore the way his stomach turned at the thought. He still had most of his meal to get through, after all.