Immediately defensive, Mohinder shot back with: "I wouldn't let you use her again!" which was, understandably, not the sort of argument that they ought to be having now. He'd been against Matt using Molly to find his dad and what happened to her? She'd been locked up inside of her own mind. Hundreds of miles away from where the man had been hiding! Mohinder realised, at least, that fighting right now was a bad idea. They'd fought over it before. It hadn't really come to a resolution but it was enough to let Mohinder remove his talons from the objection. He moved to pinch the bridge of his nose and luckily, thought better of it.

So he apologised before they could start yelling at each other again. When this was over, when this was settled, they'd have to have it all out. Hopefully it would resolve itself, bring them both a little closure but for now--

Discussing Sylar's abilities were just a bit beyond Mohinder. He didn't know if Sylar would be able to retain the powers he'd had before, or what powers he might have gotten while Mohinder was stuck in Odessa. Though-- "It would have taken him time to track down the Bennets. And that means he wouldn't have had time to try to get the list of other people with abilities. He can feel people with abilities. I've seen him do it, Matt," Mohinder said, feeling more and more sick to his stomach. "The only way he'd be able to hunt down more would be to get to Molly, to get to me, or to stand in the middle of a crowd and hope to follow someone home."

Which made Mohinder swallow.

"He's probably on his way back to New York."