Flood looked over at Connor and realized he was staring at something. He followed his gaze and panicked a little when he saw his journal open. He closed it quickly and began talking. "You don't always get lucky with who your parents are. My dad was incredibly insane. I have to keep my mind busy otherwise I'll slowly go insane as well." He explained as he looked at Connor. He studied him for a second and saw the spark. Flood always had a talent for judging people and what he saw was the spark of intelligence that all geniuses had. He saw it in himself whenever he looked in the mirror. Not that he looks in the mirror too often. The other things he sees in himself scare him too much.