When Matt had accepted to live with Mohinder and Molly, he'd taken Mohinder aside to tell him about what it was that he could do. Mohinder had figured that he had some kind of power since he'd been involved with the Company and was on Chandra's list, but the topic of that power hadn't exactly seemed appropriate to bring up when Matt was recovering from four bullets in the chest and a divorce. It had seemed the polite thing to do to say "You should probably know that I can hear what you're thinking" before you agreed to live with someone. In that same conversaton, Matt had pre-emptively promised he'd try not to hear anything personal.
Naturally, he'd overheard a few things. A fair few. But usually these were idle thoughts, note-to-selves and observations, and when they had been personal they'd been more along the lines of Mohinder's current state of mind. Feeling exhausted, guilty, homesick or those rarer moments when he'd found himself perfectly happy. Matt rarely commented on those kind of things when he caught them even if he'd on occasion try to help out if it was something bad. Sometimes, yeah, he'd brought those things up when they were fighting. But it was fighting dirty and it hurt Mohinder when he did and he tried not to.
Mohinder hadn't let many thoughts slip about Sylar - or Zane. Matt hadn't known they were the same person. And now there was a whole lot of additional information he'd never asked to see right at his feet and he couldn't help looking.
Again, though, he didn't say anyting about it even if he looked momentarily stricken when his eyes went to Mohinder. He tried to shake it off though. Those were things to deal with later. Sylar was something to deal with later. He had to get that through to Peter.
"Come on, Peter", he said, holding his hands up and approaching him slowly, like he would talk down a criminal. "Look around! No one's safe with this out there. What are you gonna do, go after him? Spread the virus? It won't bring Nathan back."
Peter's eyes narrowed dangerously but Matt kept going. He'd gotten a taste of the telekinesis earlier at the vault and wasn't looking forward to another round of that - or whatever else Peter could do - but he couldn't let him run off.
"Look, we'll fix it, alright? But we gotta do this first. We have to work together. Then we'll get Sylar. Trust me, I want him as badly as you do. Okay?"
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Naturally, he'd overheard a few things. A fair few. But usually these were idle thoughts, note-to-selves and observations, and when they had been personal they'd been more along the lines of Mohinder's current state of mind. Feeling exhausted, guilty, homesick or those rarer moments when he'd found himself perfectly happy. Matt rarely commented on those kind of things when he caught them even if he'd on occasion try to help out if it was something bad. Sometimes, yeah, he'd brought those things up when they were fighting. But it was fighting dirty and it hurt Mohinder when he did and he tried not to.
Mohinder hadn't let many thoughts slip about Sylar - or Zane. Matt hadn't known they were the same person. And now there was a whole lot of additional information he'd never asked to see right at his feet and he couldn't help looking.
Again, though, he didn't say anyting about it even if he looked momentarily stricken when his eyes went to Mohinder. He tried to shake it off though. Those were things to deal with later. Sylar was something to deal with later. He had to get that through to Peter.
"Come on, Peter", he said, holding his hands up and approaching him slowly, like he would talk down a criminal. "Look around! No one's safe with this out there. What are you gonna do, go after him? Spread the virus? It won't bring Nathan back."
Peter's eyes narrowed dangerously but Matt kept going. He'd gotten a taste of the telekinesis earlier at the vault and wasn't looking forward to another round of that - or whatever else Peter could do - but he couldn't let him run off.
"Look, we'll fix it, alright? But we gotta do this first. We have to work together. Then we'll get Sylar. Trust me, I want him as badly as you do. Okay?"
He did, too. He was furious. But it had to wait.