Matt's expression softened when he took in the state of Mohinder. His eyes seemed a bit shinier than usual, from exhaustion or emotion or whatever, and the bits of his thoughts that Matt caught seemed slow, weighed down. Matt guessed from the same exhaustion. Maybe guilt. He scrubbed a hand over his eyes.

"Hey", he said, in a hoarse tone but a gentle inflection. "You're doing what you can. We all are. People are still alive out there."

The desk seemed to change angle slightly, when he looked at it. Slipping away a bit. He went to sit down on that stool from earlier, closing his eyes and resting his head in his hands.

"We almost had a riot", he said into his hands after what felt like a long moment, voice muffled from behind them. He wasn't sure if he should tell Mohinder or not. It seemed a bit unfair to let him know, but at the same time, it wasn't something he could exactly keep from him either.