Sylar watched her as she turned her back on him, something few people did who knew of his powers and what he was capable of and admired her tenacity and courage although he would never admit that. He raised a brow though when she spoke of showing compassion and tilted his head to the side as he regarded her for a few moments as though he were trying to figure out what her angle could be. A smirk came to his face though as he heard her next words.<strong>"Maybe that's what I want them to think."</strong><br/><br/>He said, leaving it to Claire to figure out whether he was being serious or just playing around with her and walked in through the partially open door to close it behind him as he leaned back up against it.<strong>"Really Claire, did you think I would simply be a good boy? Maybe I want to be a bad boy...<em>your</em> bad boy."</strong>He remarked, dark eyes smoldering as he gazed over at her, leaning closer to the cheerleader, their lips only inches away from each other and he licked his lips. Claire was fairly attractive but was he really into her?<br/><br/>Or was it just a game he was playing to pass the time? Sylar did enjoy playing games with the minds of other people. In fact he couldn't get enough of it.