"Better than usual," Mohinder smiled back, letting his eyes lift from the newspaper. He rather enjoyed this more relaxed role of caregiver for the time being, a month off from any sort of responsibility would allow him to scrub down the apartment finally. He could take his time on dinners, on helping Molly with her homework. "Molly left you a note on the refrigerator."

He really did like Matt's bedhead. He didn't bother to conceal that fact this time around either and caught a few glances of him while he bent to look at the napkin Molly insisted on leaving for him.

'Matt. Mohinder made us matching sandwiches. I drew the heart in the peanut butter myself. Love Molly.

At the way Matt's face lit up, Mohinder's smile upped a few degrees in brilliance too. He waited for Matt to get his coffee and join him, however, before he folded up the paper and offered him the sports section.

"How about you? Did you sleep all right?"