She listened, and felt something twist inside of her, worrying about Sylar, worried that John wouldn't be able to just be able to make him go, and what if he couldn't at all? What if it wasn't fixable? She tried not to think about it, just nodding. "I...last night...I think I felt something...as I left. Felt him try to take back control, but I didn't know...didn't understand what it was," she said softly. "And maybe that wasn't what it was at all..."

The sun had finished setting while he fed and she worked on his back, but she paused anyway, before they reached the door, to press his ring into his hand.

"Peter gave me this to return to you..."