See, I have this theory. Whether it's fate or choice...People break down only two categories. You're either a ROBOT or an ALIEN. Robots operate out of programs...conventional logic. They follow the rules. Robots scan the world from side to side. Aliens are more abstract thinkers. If they need to break a rule to keep to their own paths, they do. Without fear. Aliens look down and look up...when they choose to. I'm not condemning one or the other, but...I'd rather to be alone than be surrounded by robots. And robots could never even see someone like me.
/Heroes novel chapter 52- Flying Blind/
We don't know any of this person's interests yet!