"It's Gabriel now, but close enough," he replied with an amused shrug. His hands were in his pockets. He wouldn't fault anyone for thinking he and Sasan were the same person, but Gabriel's style was a little less colorful and a lot more dependent on the silhouette he created.

Right now, that silhouette was radiating power- in a different way than Luke, of course. He didn't have any cause to worry about most things, and so he didn't.

He watched Luke with a familiar curiosity- it wasn't muted, but it did seem to be tamed, a bit. "You are friends with Sylar, aren't you?" he said. "Wow. Took me until about four years ago until I found someone I could stand. You must be pretty special. Especially if he hasn't done the whole-" He raised a pointed finger, not quite to Luke's forehead, and moved it across in a line. "-thing."