One clap on the back, to show how glad he was that Peter was here. When Sylar pulled back, he still has his smirk on. "I guess normal isn't taking — despite some effort on my part."

A loud bell goes off nearby — ding DING DING! — as someone wins a stuffed animal.

"I can't believe you're here." To be fair, Sylar wasn't exactly roaming around trying to be the City's unofficial welcome wagon. Enough of the Chosen were already doing that seemingly undesirable task. "How long ago did you arrive? Where exactly did you arrive?"