…You gotta get with my friends!
OMG! You guys totally need to be get along with my friends! There’s only one problem. I kill or molest all my friends and then they don’t like me anymore! I wonder why?! Boo hoo, I’m a sad Sylar! I have no friends!
So how can we fix this? Well, find me some friends, of course! Make friends with someone so I can make friends with them! Find someone who you think I can get along with! In other words, find me someone who’ll live past 5 seconds of being in my presence! I know, a tough challenge, isn’t it?! Usually peeps don’t get past 3 lol.
But don’t forget, my new friend that you make for me needs to be your friend, too! I can’t have my friends not like my GF/BF, or I’ll have to eat their (and your) brains! So good luck! Your brain’s counting on you!
I’m not worried. I’ve got brains to spare.
Too bad you sit on ’em.
I see you’ve been admiring my butt.
Wait a minute. That was an insult,
right?