Mohinder might just be glowing, curly hair splayed back on the door as he leans against it. It's the last thing he's been needing. Sylar gives him adventure and affection and protection, but this project gives him purpose. He's already forgotten his need to see Peter and while he has not forgotten Matt, his loss is bearable.

He's got a great ability to switch on and off his morality as if on cue or with a simple click of his finely boned fingers.

"How's your head?"