"At the very least," Sylar said as he stood, hopping off of the trolley and heading back to the Sanctuary. He was hardly going to go back to the shop, not in this state. And he was hardly going to stay dressed like this for any longer than was necessary.

"Been here long?" Sylar asked as he grinned down at Max. "Settling in well enough?"

It was highly preferable to what he was used to. He had to wonder if it was preferable to other as well.