Beating back her fear, rising above it, using it to pull her back ramrod straight and her chin in a hard line, Claire met his eyes unflinchingly. "You're going to lose," she told him quietly. Calmly. With a faith and certainty that left no room for doubt.

Sylar was terrifying, yes, but he was also just a man. A bully. A thief. So long as she remembered that, he couldn't touch her. "My dad is going to kick your ass." She gave him a fierce little grin. "And I'm going to help."