[ Sylar does not laugh. He does not laugh, but he comes very close, and John can probably hear him snort quietly. God, Sherlock. ]

Well, there's something. If you still want to hear about my murders, I'll tell you. They never found my footprints at any of my crime scenes. Really confused the police, because everything else was so messy.

[ You want to hear about this too, right, John? At least he's not harping on you still having worth. ]