Matt paused. "Yeah", he said slowly, looking at Mohinder, thinking about it. "Yeah, probably." But it presented a problem. If they were unwilling to take Molly, he could make them take her, but he wasn't sure if he could make them take them both. Wasn't sure if he could hold that kind of command up for extended periods of time. Wasn't sure if he'd manage to re-establish it when they touched ground in Atlanta.

And as much as he didn't like the military right now, he didn't think he could just sacrifice one of them for his own sake like that.

So he shook his head and sighed, squeezing Mohinder's shoulder a bit when he looked to the side.

"But I'm not sure. It'd be ... a lot. I don't want to risk it."

He hated saying that, but he had to be practical. He could handle New York, he was positive of this fact, but once the riots started Mohinder and Molly had a realistically much smaller change. He'd rather get them out than himself, if he had to choose. And if he moved himself into the equation he could very well endanger them.

Something decisive in him kicking in with that, he moved his hand away to his own pocket, checking his cell phone. No signal, naturally. They'd be completely cut off from each other other than Molly getting a glimpse of what was happening if she looked for him.

Matt wouldn't get any news. He accepted this grimly.

"I'll make them let you take Molly with you", he said, speaking quickly. "I don't think I could get us both on. She's easier to explain than me."