He ignored her small-scale outburst. He had already gathered that outbursts were a normal thing for Elle and there was no point in apologizing when he caused them. But when he heard the name of his murderer, his head snapped up. If he had only been paying partial attention before, now he was entirely focused.

"Sylar?," he repeated. "You know Sylar?"

It simply hadn't occurred to him that someone other than himself, Peter and Claire would be connected in some way to Sylar. It was already difficult to wrap his mind around knowing that so many people from home were gathered here, but then again, Peter hadn't mentioned Elle.

He leaned forward slightly, curious. "How do you know Sylar?"