Matt shook his head, listening to both of their thoughts and trying to reach for the mixed group of people ahead. He recognised these ones, too. There was a teenager there who he knew didn't want to hurt anyone but who was scared to leave the group, but with them was also the ice-cold thoughts of the woman who was keeping watch.

He wouldn't kill them. He hadn't yet killed anyone, actually; with the increasing control of his ability he could defend himself regardless.

"I'll get this", he whispered to the two of them. "Stay here."

And then without really waiting for an answer he stood, mentally projecting what Peter had called a shield at some point. Making them think he wasn't there. It was useful but straining, but with five of them there he couldn't exactly manipulate one or two of them and hope the others would stand idly by.

It probably looked alarming to Mohinder and Molly when he walked straight up to the group of people investigating the car ... but they didn't pay him any attention. And once he stood in the center of the group he tried to expand the command.

There wasn't a car there. They hadn't found anything. They should just leave. There wasn't anything there at all. There absolutely weren't two people behind that building, either.

There was a moment of ... nothing. Then they started moving away and Matt leaned heavily against the side of the car, having to keep them on a mental leash until he couldn't hear them think anymore. He kept his eyes closed and felt the familiar lightheadedness coming on. Probably another nose bleed, too.

Well, whatever. If they got past the bridge (if the car still worked, if the soldiers recognised Mohinder, if Peter came back, if -) he wouldn't have to worry about wearing out his own mind out the way he constantly was in this godforsaken city.

So long as Molly and Mohinder or something else hadn't alerted the group as they left, they should be fine.