"What?" On his own? Sylar squinted, as if that would make more sense of it. As he continued to speak, it seemed to clarify things for him. He sounded more and more upset with each word. "No, that's stupid. Why-? What did Jack tell you? Where are you gonna go?"

Luke had been with him through this whole thing. They'd killed his mother together, for god's sake. They were family. He couldn't leave now! "I don't get this."