Not the end of the world. Hindi followed that, meaning somewhat useless even to Mohinder as he worried and wiped his hands on a napkin at the edge of the table. "She wants me to stay on a bit. A few days. I have some affairs to wrap up as well, formally resign from the university... Hope to God they might recommend me to another school. I can't imagine driving a taxi like some sort of statistic for the rest of my life."

Doctor comes to America from India, gives up career, drives cab or works in a convenience store? Not for him. Or rather, he hopes not.

"I'm sure you can't take more time off. You can bring Molly home and I'll do my duties to my mother. She'll likely want me to go to the temple. It's all very boring," Mohinder mentions, grateful for something real to talk about. The relief in his voice is obvious.

He'd been so afraid he'd just run Matt off. What's with him, crushing on a man recently divorced from his long term wife? Matt's straight. Just because Mohinder jumps around the Kinsey Scale hardly means the American does!