Her mouth twisted into a rather dry smile--she'd seen that herself, in the short time she'd been talking to him. "He's certainly...an idealist," she said. "But that's not necessarily a bad thing. Besides, this school is full of dreamers, and so far they've come to no irreparable harm. It just means us practical ones have to keep an eye on them."

Susan laughed. "You know, he said he'd protect me from Sylar? He's a sweet boy, but not, I think, overly perceptive." Odd, that she'd call him a boy, since he had to be at least as old as she was, but to her that's what he seemed like--a sweet, earnest boy, who wanted to save the world. "I'll help you keep an eye on him, if you'd like."