Aha! There it was. Sylar's face lit up as Mohinder looked horrified and mad and sad. There, he'd accomplished something. It might've been setting fire to his only friendship in this place, but it was at least something he chose.

He responded to Mohinder's angry whine with a shrug. "Ever since your dear old Dad set me on that path, I've been following it. Nothing's ever good enough for that guy, I'm sure you've noticed," he said conversationally. "You had all of Chandra's stuff, so..." It was only natural that it happened this way.