[ Sylar nods. So at least he could expect to come back. Despite his occasional impulses to die, he liked existing and was pretty determined to continue doing so.
He doesn't have anything else to ask or add, so he just hefts his pack onto his back and looks towards Sherlock. ]
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[At least that's his current working theory, there's always the danger he's overlooked that critical one.]
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He doesn't have anything else to ask or add, so he just hefts his pack onto his back and looks towards Sherlock. ]