Today? Today has not been a fun day for Sylar. He thought he'd finally gotten a grip on things, gotten some degree of control over his own life, but no; in a minute, much as it hurts him to admit it, he won't have even this injured body.

But if he could get rid of the man with the power to rip him out of it--

Wait.

Sylar's gaze snaps over towards Sam. His expression is a wide-open one of fear and surrender, but his expression is a lie.

He can take control of this situation. If he relaxes his hold on the girl's body, and braces himself not to fight against the next expelling force he's sure is coming, then the problem might just solve itself.