“You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.”

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He has the power to absorb other’s emotions. Up until now, he always used it to ease his friend’s pain. The weight of other’s emotions was becoming unbearable, and without thinking, he touched a stranger’s shoulder and the weight was lifted. The stranger began to cry, so he ran away, hoping no one would figure out what he had done. He is ecstatic and scared. He didn’t realize the extent of his own power. What else could he do?