[She gapes at him and holds out her hands.] I left it in my other fug dress.

[She forces herself to her feet and takes a couple steps. Her feet aren't sore, and whatever Sylar had done to her, her balance was fine. Whatever Sylar had done to her... She frowns as a new thought occurs to her.]

Do you think this is hell?

[She doesn't seem particularly bothered by the thought of being in hell. After all, if this is hell, it's pretty nice.]