Even needs have needs.
At any point of time we can be regal kings and majestic queens, or mere sacrificial gamepieces.
But more often than not, we become the latter.
Too many of us; too few of them.
Moves scrutinised; steps quantified; feelings desensitised.
Can you still be a hero if you do not know how to save the world?
Ah, Mr Petrelli. Perhaps we are all reluctant heroes.