Matt very gratefull took the offered hand, still feeling weak even as he got to his feet. He held onto Mohinder's wrist for a moment before he let go and refocused. "What the hell was that?" he asked the room somewhat breathlessly without actually expecting an answer. That had been completely, one hundred percent terrifying. He immediately distrusted the girl - it was unfair, and he knew it. But it was still there.

Peter looked just as shaken as Matt felt, if not moreso. He leant against their kitchen table, hands behind him to hold onto the edge, swallowing as he looked at the others. He'd probably figure out a way to use that later, but the initial complete and utter lack of control reminded him of the radiation. Of exploding. He wouldn't let something like that happen again.

Maya looked scared, a hand coming up to her mouth. "He's on his way? Then we can't stay here ..."

"We'll probably have a day or two before he shows up", Matt answered her despite her looking to Mohinder. She looked a bit startled to be adressed by him. She seemed easily spooked in general and Matt found that to be a problem. "You probably don't want to be here when he does." It was unfair, it was unfriendly, but Matt couldn't help the hard tone.