"It doesn't matter with the blood, I don't think," Mohinder said. He'd tested that on Molly back when she was healing from the virus. "At least not that I can tell."

Whatever the impetus for the abilities, it did not seem to be focused in the blood, even if it was blood that healed for Claire and Adam and...Sylar. Still that faint tinge of worry, there, where he hadn't pressed before, but part of him truly wanted to know.

His fingers dropped away just long enough for him to get a tourniquet and syringe and kneel down next to him again, watching him almost warily as he pushed up his sleeve, fingers trailing over skin, then tied the tourniquet around his upper arm.