"Yeah, well, he might have been, but dead people show up here all the time in one piece," May sighed. "Usually, anyway."

Now she was doubly glad she'd warded the conversation; she didn't know this Sylar guy from Adam, and he could very well be standing around in the crowd for all she knew. "Yeah, I've gotten into the habit of doing that already," she said, glancing around apprehensively. "But what if he tries on someone else?" Someone who was special enough to get his attention but not strong enough to fight back or get away?

Dammit, why did she have to get sent home during the Defense against the Dark Arts class?