Mohinder didn't cry out as they stood, but he did have to fight back a wave of nausea at the pain and almost passed out again, clinging to Nathan with the one hand he had. Standing helped him breathe a little better, at least, though he still couldn't take a deep one.

"Right. Staying awake. I don't...things are broken...ribs, at the least...maybe my shoulder...in case I pass out."