Sylar only notices Darla's stance peripherally, if at all: his attention is kind of taken up with a combination of power-ogling and triffid-fighting. The cryokinesis has a pathetic range, and so, sadly, does the force-slice; basic telekinesis it is, then. Giant flowers don't appear to have your average internal organ structure, but he doesn't have to study it in intricate detail to know how to break it with a few well-placed tugs.
(Fortunate that he's more or less gotten over breaking organisms, really. He doesn't think it'll ever totally stop being uncomfortable.)
...Darla. Don't make him be the one to suggest retreating.
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Sylar only notices Darla's stance peripherally, if at all: his attention is kind of taken up with a combination of power-ogling and triffid-fighting. The cryokinesis has a pathetic range, and so, sadly, does the force-slice; basic telekinesis it is, then. Giant flowers don't appear to have your average internal organ structure, but he doesn't have to study it in intricate detail to know how to break it with a few well-placed tugs.
(Fortunate that he's more or less gotten over breaking organisms, really. He doesn't think it'll ever totally stop being uncomfortable.)
...Darla. Don't make him be the one to suggest retreating.