"Oh, did I miss a date?" Grell teased, wanting ever so much to reach out and play with those bandages. He was certain poor Sylar was bleeding beneath them and the desire to see someone in pain, someone bleeding and broken and at his mercy had only increased tenfold since last night. He kept his hands to himself though, wary of the looks others might give them if little timid "Geoffrey" decided to start playing sadist with Sylar's wounds. "I'm rubbish when it rains, darling. Spent the day indoors where I'd have the least amount of contact with anything that could ruin my makeup."

But to hear that Sylar was seeking him out was good indeed. Grell would have sought the other man out himself yesterday, but the rain had made him reluctant to do anything but curl up somewhere nice and warm and ignore the disgusting rain outdoors. He'd managed to wander about a bit, but once the rain came down? He'd abandoned all thought of exploration. "Such a shame. I'm sure we could have found something to do to entertain ourselves stuck inside all day long."

Picking up his teacup and frowning slightly when he realized it wasn't real tea but some cheap bastardization of everything tea was supposed to be, Grell shrugged languidly and took a sip. Ugh, it tasted awful. He set the cup down and pushed it to the side, preferring no tea over that. "I found a new playmate, someone you might like very much. Kazuchi was such a pretty man, too... Oriental, but he doesn't look it - all silver and white with such pretty blue eyes. If it wasn't for that bloody streak in him, I'd say he might even be mistaken for some holy creature. But sadly, he's completely mortal, if an interesting mortal." Grell gestured vaguely over his shoulder where he had seen his newest darling sitting, and then returned his attention to Sylar. Why tell him all of the story when he could tease him with bits and pieces, right? A girl never revealed all of her secrets at once if she wanted to remain in high society after all. "And you? Get caught by something unpleasant?"