"I don't know. Everyone wants to know everything - some people have that drive more than others - and while it might sound nice to have a little mystery in life and all of that, I think it's a little dangerous not to know."
Dangerous. He wasn't sure if Highways understood it. Not the word 'dangerous', of course - more... the danger of unpredictability when sometimes the only reason people lived was because of half an inch, or half a second, or half the truth.
"I guess it would be." Knowing might have made calculations easier, but the quest to 'knowing thyself' was seeming more and more like an eternal one.