Sylar sighed, leaning back, his temper fading as quickly as it had come. "I don't know."

Maybe he wanted to apologize, but he didn't want Bennet's forgiveness--if he said he was sorry, it would be for Claire, not for the other man. And now that that had occurred to him, he was quick to point it out. "I'm not here for you. I don't need your forgiveness. But you're important to Claire. And she's important to me. So I thought maybe we could learn to be civil, so we could spend ten minutes in the same room together, on days when it's important for her for both of us to be there."