Mohinder took a deep breath of his own, trying to stop the internal trembling that had started.

"No, I'm sorry," he said quietly. How to explain to him the guilt that he could feel dragging inside of Sylar? Not for his victims, not for his crimes, but for what he thought he'd done to Mohinder. For thinking he'd broken him, was ruining him, dragging him down. To tell Peter that, he'd have to explain so much else, and he just....could not allow Sylar to believe that. It wasn't true.

"What sort of issues?"