Matt wound up almost hiding behind Mohinder, keeping his hands by his face like he wanted to hide and occasionally did from the way he looked away and rubbed a hand over his face. He hadn't been thinking about the fact that this had taken place in a public space at all, and now he was torn between bothered and kind of ... what? Enticed, maybe? Something like that. He couldn't really identify it. God knows he felt jittery and one hell of a rush of adrenaline from almost getting caught, though.

He kept his mouth shut and his hands to himself. It actually took him a moment to remember that he was a telepath. Whatever spell Mohinder had just put on him was evidently a pretty good one.

I can't believe you actually did that he projected and even his mental voice was shaky. But now when a little time had passed it'd sound more like disbelief mixed with a bit of laughter. I won't be able to look at an elevator the same way in my entire life.

He swallowed when one of the other men got off and when it was their turn to step out of the elevator Matt actally sighed with relief when he made to follow Mohinder.