The noise is down a couple corridors and must be against the side of the boat- there's actually the occasional porthole to show the waters outside. There's the sound of bullets pinging against the walls and of meaty 'thwacks' as Harley approaches.
The blonde woman almost knocks directly into Harley as she runs around a corner. She looks pretty much exactly like Sylar had, except she's wearing a full pajama set- or it used to be full long-sleeved pajamas. Now they were tattered and bloody, although the woman didn't seem any worse for wear. Regardless, this is clearly Claire Petrelli. She has a determined snarl on her face as she assesses the situation.
Claire takes one look at Harley and decides not to waste this chance. Steading herself by holding onto Harley's shoulder, she says, "You came here with Peter, right? He needs our help. We've got to go back."
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The blonde woman almost knocks directly into Harley as she runs around a corner. She looks pretty much exactly like Sylar had, except she's wearing a full pajama set- or it used to be full long-sleeved pajamas. Now they were tattered and bloody, although the woman didn't seem any worse for wear. Regardless, this is clearly Claire Petrelli. She has a determined snarl on her face as she assesses the situation.
Claire takes one look at Harley and decides not to waste this chance. Steading herself by holding onto Harley's shoulder, she says, "You came here with Peter, right? He needs our help. We've got to go back."