Actually, Simon knew exactly why. He just wasn't sure how to say it. He'd overheard sometimes when his dad was speaking and he'd learned at a very young age just to keep his mouth shut. Mohinder might like her, but he might have liked the money too. And the people wanted to give her her power back to use her. In politics, it was always about who owed who a favor. Simon didn't want to be sour. He was already a little too serious and he didn't cry a lot when his dad died. He was trying to be the man now.

Even if Uncle Peter kinda took that over. That was fine. Listening to his mom cry was terrible. Listening to Monty cry made him want to ask ravens to carry his baby brother off. Man, it sucked having a little brother.

"I guess. Well that's really nice then. It's cool to have a new family any way. And I'm sure Mohinder's really nice. But he doesn't understand." Simon, attempting to be cool, was sort of being cold. He waved his hands and the animals all went back to what they had been doing. He offered his hand to Molly instead, an attempt to win her back. "Wanna see the coolest thing?"