Matt pressed into him when he shifted. Not much, honestly, but it made for a very clear indication of what they were talking about. There was a ghost of a laugh at the way Mohinder phrased what he was saying and he moved closer, but in the end he didn't kiss him and stepped back after what felt like a long moment of that intimate proximity.

Not right here, then.

He pulled the shirt over his head, picked up a pair of jeans they'd scouted moments earlier and raised his eyebrows Mohinder's way when he turned to find him still looking at him. It managed to look both innocent and challenging at the same time which took quite a few of the extra years Matt had gained over the last few weeks off his face.

"What? C'mon", he said and gestured towards the door.