Sylar stood over Elle's body, watching it burn.
He felt a twinge of remorse.
Sylar hadn't loved Elle, but there was still a feeling - a connection.
Both were psychopaths with parent issues.
Neither knew
where they fit in.
But, together, they knew they fit perfectly.
A single tear slid out of the corner of Sylar's eye and was wiped away quickly.
With one final look at his Elle, Sylar took off to finish what he started - the capture of Claire Bennet.