He really was fun, managing to work some of it out. So much better than her having to explain everything. She could almost see him putting the pieces together. "Actually~, you couldn't cut my head off at all," she replied, snickering. "Even if it was really me. You can't kill me, Gabriel." She singsonged his name, teasing him, knowing this was far more Sylar than it was Gabriel.

She made no attempt to stop him from what he was doing, watching his motions with an amused look on her face. "I'd say that tickled, but you know~ what I think about lying." She giggled.

"Is it my turn again?" she asked him. She didn't wait for an answer - the gloom of the Underground turned darker, resolving itself into one of her dream worlds. It was pitch black, for now, as she poked through Sylar's mind, expecting resistance but having an advantage since he had already shown her so many of his memories. Those were the ones he liked though...what she was looking for were the memories he hated, or the things he feared.