Picking up a newspaper from the cafe stand he opened it to browse through the various sections, searching for something to catch his eye and didn't see Claire come over to him until she was almost upon him. He recognized the voice though when Claire spoke in French to the paper vendor and paid for the newspaper he was holding which he closed a second later. Now what was Clarie Bennett doing in Paris, France? He'd just left her back in California a few days ago.<br/><br/>"Well if it isn't the cheerleader, come all this way to try and stop me and gain your revenge for what I did to you. That<em>is</em>why you're after me, isn't it? Or could it be that you have something different in mind, Claire?"<br/><br/>He asked, the corners of his lips twitching into a slight smirk as he regarded her and let her tug him away to who knew where, it wasn't as though she could hurt him after all. Not since he now had her power and was invincible, thanks to her. Sylar raised a brow when she told him to come with her, that didn't seem to require an answer, she was already taking him somewhere so why ask? Or rather demand for that was a demanding tone and if she wasn't care he might take offense.<br/><br/>"Where's your father? And Nathan and Peter?"<br/><br/>Sylar asked as he eyed Claire, waiting for her to respond for Noah and Peter tended to be a pain in his ass and Nathan was just annoying, he needed to be taken out as soon as possible in his mind. He drew his arm back from Claire as he leaned up against the side of one of the old French buildings in the enclosed space the alleyway allowed, waiting for Claire to tell him why she was here and what she wanted from him for obviously she wanted something.