Sark took the information from Cain with a frown, watching him, then watching Baileigh. He trusted the other man's assessment that she was going to be all right, but that didn't mean he had to like that she was here, that something had attacked her. What if she wasn't? Yes, he could have called Adam, or Sylar. Yes, Claire was here. What if it had happened in Greece?

He moved to perch on the edge of the bed, reaching to take her in his arms and give her the hug she'd asked for, holding her close.

"I brought some of your things, if they're going to make you stay here."