[ The coooold shoulder, and he keeps telling himself that he's not allowed to be upset about this, but it still gets to him. He knew he would lose everyone over this. Or at the very least, nearly everyone. And he knew it would suck. But knowing is different than feeling. ]

Got it. [ And since he has no idea what else to say, he very nearly ends the feed, but instead he pauses. Tries again. ]

The day that you showed up? If I'd told you that I was letting Sylar sleep on my couch, what would you have done?