The thought snaps across his mind instantly, matter-of-factly: that can't be true.

Sylar smiles, then begins to chuckle, and he keeps chuckling until the moment it's met by a second thought, edged with traces of Raven's laughter.

There's a portrait of what looks like Bennet's daughter, face twisted in horror. Another of a bloodied Homecoming banner. Sylar's gaze ticks away from Isaac.

"You painted all that, too?" he asks, searching the paintings along the walls. "Show me."

There's nothing more to be seen. He whips back to Isaac. "Show me."