ataraxion | 007 Text; miniature psa

I'm sure you're all sick of hearing me talk, which is fortunate for you because right now I literally can't. Either way I thought it appropriate to admit that at least some part of what you've heard is true. A truth that I felt I was protecting you from.

There was a man on board - a murderer - who could have hurt a whole lot of people. The fact that he didn't is strictly down to the fact that I didn't make him into a hunted man the moment I saw his face. Some of you probably even knew him. His name was Sylar, and at one point during his stay here I'm told he saved my brother's life. It never forgave him, in my mind, for what he did at home.

The other implication made against me is also true.

I urge all of you to try not to let this gossip-mongering divide you. We are stronger together, and all of us have our burdens, our secrets--and in general, good reasons to keep both to ourselves. When you think about condemning others for something they've done, try to consider what you yourself are hiding. Are you altogether free from guilt, ideally poised to be placing blame on other people? Few of us are.

- Nathan Petrelli

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They couldn't do it better than you, Miles.

Then I suppose the key difference is that they're able to administer sedatives.

What if I promise to get some sleep after visiting hours are over?

Will you keep that promise?

Yeah, I'll keep it. Listen, if the worst happens, I want to leave things in your hands. I know you can get things done--things I can't help with from my sick bed.

Then is there a risk that you will die?

Radiation sickness kills, primarily, because it weakens your immune system. It's a miracle I didn't die last time. This time I'm on a ship in the future, and I can't tell whether that gives me a better or worse prognosis. It'd stand that I'd want you to take over whether it was right now or if I disappeared peacefully six months from now.

But that is simply absurd, Mr. Petrelli. I'm not the person to do that.

Aren't you? You're not going to argue with the dying, are you? That'd be completely disrespectful.

[ That last bit might just be winding you up. ]

But you'll want someone personable.

Will I?

This is a foolish conversation regardless. You'll be fine.

I should be. That's not exactly the same thing. Have you been able to get your feet under you since... You know, last week?

I am fine, and have been fine. Please do not concern yourself.

Come on, I could be dying. Least you could do is lie to me. You didn't look so great at the meeting.

Please do not bring up the possibility of your death so lightly.

I've died before. It's not that big a deal.

Stop that.

Okay, okay. I'll stop messing with you. Just trying to be lighthearted to take away from the seriousness of the situation, you know. How about this--you keep on with those laws you're drafting, and I promise to get well enough that we can go over them together?

You cannot simply "promise" to become well. Health does not work like that.

You don't want me to tell you I'm dying, but you don't want me to tell you I'll get better either. You're like a floating voter.

What I want is for you to stop being so absurd.

This has you really rattled, doesn't it?

I just don't like all this absurdity.

If you say so. Traditionally we'd send flowers or get well soon cards at home. If it makes you feel better, maybe you should try that?

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