Oh but John recognizes that expression. He fishes in his coat and shakes out his cigarettes, offering one over to Sylar. "Well. Aren't we the trio of fun then? Three lost souls working for, well, whatever it is you work for."

Sara Lance is going to be right pissed when he finds his way back to the Waverider.

"Don't make matters worse, mate. If your ability comes with a cost, no sense in compounding it."