Hunted (Spoiler Warning)
This was a familiar situation, one that he had always felt comfortable in (now, whether that comfort came from decades of experience or just because it was what he had an innate talent for, he couldn't say.)
again, it was familiar, but it wasn't quite the same.
last time, all he had to deal with were incompetent agents and a menagerie of different 'interest groups'. This time he was being tracked by an object of infinite potential, something akin to the very machine he had poured his life's work into, Samaritan.
Samaritan, controlled by Decima, unleashed upon the world to perfectly and completely track down any single person, terrorist or otherwise... In this case, Samaritan was hunting him.
Not him, per se, but Harold Finch...
He had to be optimistic that it would not be able to track down all his previous lives and alias's. Especially not his life or the one connected to Grace. He had to be optimistic; he needed to be cautious, every move of every person in the