"Suresh." He should have been surprised - he hadn't known the geneticist had been working for the Company, after all. Between shooting Maya and Elle's appearance, however, he hadn't had much time to consider the fact that Mohinder had, apparently, sold his soul to the devil. He should have been surprised, but somehow, he wasn't. It always came down to this. To them.

What he was, was furious, though he managed to keep it from his expression. He may have been without his powers for the second time in longer than he could think about, but it wouldn't stop him from lying. Wouldn't stop him from seeming perfectly sane in an attempt to lure the Indian into a false sense of security.

"Aren't you going to come in, Mohinder? I can't hurt you."