Chapter 4:
Sylar watched Rena fidget nervously. Opening and closing her mouth, biting her lip, shaking her head. He didn't understand why it was so hard for her to give him an explanation.
"Okay," she sighed, shoulders slumping. "The cops have been after me for awhile, mostly because I'm a thief."
"So?" Sylar questioned, after a moments pause. "I really don't see what the big deal is. I steal things all the time." He winced, hoping she didn't understand what he meant.
Rena looked up at him, eyes fierce. She ripped her hand away from him and started pacing, mumbling curses under her breath. For a moment, Sylar thought he saw her eyes flash red, but played it off as his imagination.
"Don't see what the big deal is? You don't see what the big deal is?! The 'big deal' is that I've just put you in danger of being an accomplice! I steal food and clothes and just about everything I can get my hands on! That card I gave you is for where I live, do you know why I live there? Because I'm god damn orphan and can't afford anything!" When Rena finished, she all but collapsed onto the floor.
When Sylar looked more closely, he saw her knee's were shaking and fists clenching. Her heart rate was rapid and she had angry tears in her eyes. He honestly didn't know how to comfort her, so he opted with hugging her and whispering soothing words.
When Rena had calmed down some, he started talking.
"Rena, there is nothing to be ashamed or upset about. I know how you feel and honestly, I've never had a problem with it. I'll help you work through this, or my name isn't Sy-Gabriel."
She didn't catch his slip, but she was relaxed and hugging him back. Rena's head was buried in his chest and her arms latched around his waist. When she looked up, she had a grin on her face.
"Are you saying what I think your saying?"
"Yes," he sighed. "I'll move into the building with you."