Mohinder would have to do some mending with Gabriel. Later. Right now, they had a man held captive who needed to be fed, but more than that, he had a subject to be studied. "All right, Henry. The air right suits are downstairs. Could someone from engineering check to be sure that the airlocks are tight?"

Jack nodded. He rarely minded someone taking over. He was somewhat emotionally compromised here, though the more time he spent with Kilgrave, the less he was like the Doctor. That boded well for everyone involved.

"I'll bring the cheese with me--" Mohinder was saying as Jack leaned back against the wall Gabriel was leaning on.

"Come with me to the observation room. You'll feel better if you can watch."