Sylar stands up rather quickly. It's not his favourite switchblade.

How does the Bunny feel about being yanked up to his eye-level via a none-too-gentle invisible hand at the scruff of his neck? It should be fairly clear what's causing it, seeing as Sylar's own hand rises slightly with the movement, and also that his expression screams bloody murder. Apparently he's not a morning person.

"How about yours?"