"It makes sense," Mohinder says, moving to take the pizza before he heads towards the lab that's been set up for him. There are pictures of Pepper in lingerie for screen savers and Mohinder dashes his hand across the surface to clear them. "Matt Parkman, my former roommate, was a telepath. I have a copy of his brainwaves. He'd learned to use his ability to act as persuasion. Useful but always intentional. Perhaps his discipline was just better than mine."

Matt left. Mohinder's gotten use to people leaving, especially those he cares for. His fault, of course, for insinuating himself into the affections of an obviously straight man.

He'd sort of done that with Bruce as well. Mohinder has poor taste. Or perhaps he's always more the friend type. Now who's getting distracted?

"Any way, I'll need some equipment to map my own brain functions."