And right is to the labs. Tony makes the decision to head that latter way, hand warm in Bruce's even warmer grasp as he leads his friend towards the poor, unsuspecting Suresh. It'd been an accident. Even he feels bad for him. Sort of. As expected, there are more guards to contend with, but given the look in Bruce's eyes, or maybe the handholding, judgey agents! Tony gets them into the room they're holding Mohinder in.

He's hooked up to machines of all sorts, chemicals pumped into his blood.

"Okay, yeah, that looks pathetic."