"Sylar?"

Whether Peter or Matt said it louder probably didn't matter. It was Peter who reached out to grab Mohinder's shoulder and practically whip him around, but it was Matt who caught up, looked him in the eyes and got a read on him.

"He's alive?!"

It was fortunate that Mohinder wasn't a mind reader himself at that moment because two telepaths clashing into his mind wouldn't have been the least bit comfortable. Peter made to grab him by the collar, close in his face, reacting immediately.

"You cured him?" he growled, probably nowhere near as angry about the fact that Sylar was alive as he was taking his anger out on a different (but still deserving) cause. "He's out there?"

Matt, on the other hand, had different priorities. "Molly", he said immediately, less a question than an outright demand, keeping a hand out towards Peter's chest, trying to keep him from strangling the poor scientist. Molly was potentially the most valuable target Sylar had. And Mohinder had specificly asked him not to ask where she was, what had happened, to not read his mind - well, he would now, if Mohinder didn't offer something.