It seemed as though Claire was in quite a rush to get him out of the public spotlight and Sylar raised a brow, thinking about that. Did she seriously think that he cared about whether he was recognized or not? Or maybe there was another reason. Sylar could have stayed where he was, using his telekinesis to stop Claire from trying to drag him around.<br/><br/>But he didn't. No, he was rather amused with the cheerleader. Once they had gotten inside the building Claire was so adamant about getting him into, she suddenly pushed the paper into his hands. Sylar grasped it and continued to stare down into her eyes, waiting for Claire to explain herself for if she was simply trying to chat he wasn't interested.<br/><br/>Not unless what she wanted to talk about was of interest and that meant powers, abilities and the location of said things. Or what she was doing here for he was interested in that as well. Why had Claire Bennett come all this way to Paris France? Could she be running away? Did normal life not suit her anymore despite the lecture she'd given him?<br/><br/>"Isn't that a bitch? You thought you were alone and I pop up here, tricky thing coincidences." Sylar said with a wry grin and the look on his face was still one of amusement, for nothing Claire said could really hurt him. The viciousness in her voice was simply turning him on but of course she probably didn't realize that or else she would have stopped.<br/><br/>He knew her. Better than anyone else did. He'd been inside her brain. It probably bugged her and he wondered how often she thought of it. Sylar actually chuckled when Claire offered him a place to stay as long as he didn't go around killing people and he tilted his head to the side, almost as though he were considering her words.<br/><br/>But of course he really wasn't. Why should he? It wasn't as though she meant anything to him other than entertainment. "Don't kill anybody. Now that's simply not possible, it's what I came here to do so it would be rather strange if I didn't go through with it." He said his dark eyes flickering over to Claire once more and his lips twitched slightly.<br/><br/>"Tell me Claire, what can you offer me to not kill anyone while I'm staying at your place? Is there anything? Persuade me." Sylar said with a sly look and watched as she headed up the stairs to pause and tell him not to make her regret helping him out and he let out an almost inaudible sigh. He hadn't asked for her help.<br/><br/>She had quite a lot of courage to demand something of him. Something that he couldn't really control most of the time anyway. But he straightened up and headed up the stairs, following Claire for now since she had yet to persuade him. And he wouldn't be leaving until he got an answer.