The water on his above-water skin was a shock, one that earned a gasp, and Mohinder moved to grasp Molly's board for a totally different reason: to get out of the splash zone! And...to stay upright. He'd figure out the ocean rhythm pretty quickly, he'd learn to bob, but for the time being, he just sunk his feet into the sand that swirled around his toes with the rolling waves and gave the two people he loved most in the world a charmingly dirty look.

"I'll have no laughing when my hair becomes a fright!" he said, and Molly, attempting to look solemn, nodded slowly before her grin made Mohinder smile too. How could he not? Between the two of them, the way they expressed their affection, even like this, gave him a swell of happiness the water couldn't even wash away.

Mohinder held his nose and closed his eyes, dunking himself under the surf before he rose again, tight curls loosening and hanging down the back of his head. He wiped excess water from his face, tilting it back towards the sky, before shaking off like a shaggy dog and breaking the Venus rising from the waves image to transform more into a wet, shaggy dog.

"Better?"

Molly nodded and pulled herself to her knees on the board. "Yep! Ready? I'm going to ride in on the next wave!"

Watch Mohinder fret. By herself?!