Sylar

Sylar leaned forward a little, opening his mouth to the answer the question put before him only to stop short. He'd been about to tell his brother that he wasn't sure, since they were so different in how they came about their abilities, but then something had occurred to him. As of current, Peter had all of his abilities--aptitude included--so if he asked the other man whether or not he was bothering him, it would be the perfect test run. And, on the off chance that he did? He'd be able to either talk Peter down, or stop him from killing him. Or, if worse came to worst, take the brunt of the empath's need to know, and survive it.

So, all that in mind, he popped one shoulder in a shrug before, "Depends. Am I bothering you?"