Sylar's face gets pale instantly and he stands up, holding his hand over his mouth. Elle stands up and heads for the door. "Don't leave," he insists.
She picks up her purse and puts her hand on the doorknob. "If I don't, you'll kill me." She opens the door, and Sylar holds her back with telekinesis. "I'm not going to kill you, Elle."
He drops her and she turns around. "How do I know you won't do it when I'm sleeping? How can I trust you?"
"You've trusted me all this time. Why not now?"
She holds out her hands and raises her eyebrows. "Because you know I'll slow you down now! Why would you want me in your way?"
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