Kilgrave spent most of the lecture riveted. Mohinder was clearly used to speaking for long periods, so he didn't stop the lecture short. He leaned his chin on one hand and let Mohinder go, as if he were watching a particularly fun movie. It was unusual when someone could hold his attention for that long.

But what a place this was! He could go anywhere he wanted, he could find a version of Jessica that wasn't a drunken mess and not ever let her go this time. Apparently finances were not at all a problem, and he didn't even mind Wales all that much. He'd been in New York for too long anyway. Jack could make a decent bodyguard and Sasan...well, he'd come up with something for him.

Not only that, but Mohinder could cook. "Perfect! You'll be my chef, as well as my guide, in that case. Do you live with anyone?" He was about to continue with the questions when he finally noticed that Mohinder had that look that they all eventually would get, that 'oh god please stop' look. It really broke the illusion that people actually wanted to help him out, and he didn't like it. He slid his chin down on his hand a bit, until he was slumping in his seat. "Oh, now don't be so concerned. We're going to have a good time together, you and me. Everything is fine. Why don't you smile a bit? You have such a nice smile."