Well, if Mohinder wasn't going to avoid it, then Gabriel surely wasn't. When Mohinder kissed him so enthusiastically, he reacted in kind. Being back with Mohinder felt like it wiped all the grime off of his mind, even while his pants collected bits of orange foam.

"Good," he said. "Jack should be bothered, as much as possible. He teamed me up with James Kirk, and- well, we got the job done." He full-on pouted a moment before pulling back to look at Mohinder with vaguely worried eyes. "What has he had you up to? Vending machine repair?"