"Anger is always externally unproductive, Captain Obvious," Sylar snapped, glaring at the view screen in his hand at a mockery of his own features stared back at him. So calm. So impassive. Sylar didn't know whether to be impressed or track down the man and punch the lack of expression right off of his face. "Doesn't mean that it doesn't make me feel better."

At least he was in an area where there wasn't anyone around for him to expression his emotions on. Otherwise, it might have gotten more than a little messy on this trolley.