Sylar

He can't exactly say he knows what that's like, since most of his cell phones in the past have been stolen, and the one he has right now, he's just started handing out the number for, so it's not like he knows what that's like. Still, however, he can at least feign sympathy, and as such he pops one shoulder in a little shrug, silent until she questions him.

"It should be by the door opposite the wall."