"Can't do what?" He asked, completely without sympathy. In fact, he sounded almost mocking. "Dying is pretty easy when you think about it. Which...I know you have. Consider it the ultimate test. Something that your death might very well prove. If you do die locked away, we'll know you really did need it. Or..."
His head tilted, gaze drifting slightly as an idea occurred to him. He was hardly a psychologist, and could only infer so far. But it was possible, given the way other metas produced their powers. It was always based on their circumstances at the time the particle accelerator exploded. Their activities or their mental state or their personality. Gabe didn't seem outright malicious, even if death was something he wanted to cause. He lacked the cold core of a killer. Which is what led Harrison to his conclusion.
A slow smile spread over his face again, subtle but still present, as his gaze flicked back to Gabe's face. "...we find out where your need to feel suicide from a first-person perspective actually comes from. I did--" He glanced down at Gabe's feet, then back to his face. "--leave your shoelaces, after all."
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Date: 2016-06-06 09:29 am (UTC)His head tilted, gaze drifting slightly as an idea occurred to him. He was hardly a psychologist, and could only infer so far. But it was possible, given the way other metas produced their powers. It was always based on their circumstances at the time the particle accelerator exploded. Their activities or their mental state or their personality. Gabe didn't seem outright malicious, even if death was something he wanted to cause. He lacked the cold core of a killer. Which is what led Harrison to his conclusion.
A slow smile spread over his face again, subtle but still present, as his gaze flicked back to Gabe's face. "...we find out where your need to feel suicide from a first-person perspective actually comes from. I did--" He glanced down at Gabe's feet, then back to his face. "--leave your shoelaces, after all."