Charles thought Sylar wanted to be closer to the mansion, that he wanted people to know what he was doing with Charles. (Well, some of what he was doing, at least.) They could be alone easily enough, all Charles had to do was plant it in the heads of the other members of the household not to come by where ever it was they were and- That wasn't the point. Charles nodded at Sylar, placing a hand on his arm.

"I know one day you'll be able to control this."