Every time Harold Finch blinks, licks his lips, or just shows off his "I can hack the Pentagon before my tea is brewed" act, I get a 10 minutes added to my life and a sin added to my soul. He's biologically engineered to be devoured.
A very devourable man indeed!
I have thought such feral thoughts whenever that man licks his lips, blinks, smiles, breathes, moves or literally just exists!



















