He must be somewhat clever if he'd dealt with Roach requests and made it out alright. The last request Roach had made of Sylar involved killing a man...and eating the evidence for breakfast. Sylar still found it so odd how accepting this man was of losing, or failing at something, as if when the day he failed to outsmart danger he'd just roll over and die. Not Sylar, his survival instinct wouldn't let him do that, he spent three years living in the sewer, never succumbing to real disease or starving to death, and managed to come out of it as someone's bodyguard and live in apprentice of sorts. "My goal is to avoid everything I can, and go kicking and screaming against what I can't. The idea of dying sounds very not interesting to me." Sylar said in response, though it was partly due to how powerful his basic natural instincts were, which included survival. Who knows what would happen when he finally shows the last basic natural instinct...to mate that is.

Sylar shrugged, there was plenty of squirrels around New York, losing out on a fat one during one night didn't really matter all that much, just frustrating. "It's not like I'm starving anymore, losing out on a squirrel isn't too big a deal." In the end Sylar had just reacted violently earlier since he thought Ty was a human, and Sylar wasn't so fond of normals especially when they ruined his routine. "So I haven't seen you before with Roach though, you two meet up somewhere to discuss business?" Sylar was sort of a special case with Roach it seemed, being moved directly into his home as a live in guard slash weapon to be used when Roach saw fit.

"Everybody's gotta die sometime. Some prefer to in peace, others dream of going out fighting. Me...well, I just hope when my time does come, I die like I lived--something that'll be worth talking about. But...yeah no one likes to talk about it. Kinda...weird." Ty gave a small chuckle.

"Roach? Oh, he tends to find me when he needs me, whether in my room at Sanctuary...or showing up in my apartment, drinking my orange juice..." Ty made a face at that last one. "He still owes me another jug."