Personality
In the first two seasons Lincoln is revealed as very strong, both physically and mentally, and he shows himself as very threatening (to the point of fighting five of T-Bag's men single handedly to defend a CO during a riot) and intimidating. Despite that, he is revealed as unable to kill. After mastering Mahone in the episode "Fin Del Camino", his hesitation to shoot him allows Mahone to regain the advantage and master him, causing him to tell Michael, "Deep down, he's just like you. He has a heart that can't kill a man".
In season three, Lincoln kills for the first time, shooting two of the Company operatives and appearing to have no remorse.
In season four, it is revealed that despite not having killed Terrence Steadman, he is far from being innocent as a flashback is shown where he and his friend that got them onto the cargo ship that got them to Panama are seen crashing into a car and shooting the people inside it for an unknown motive. Later in the season, Lincoln Burrows appears to have grown ruthless and cruel, acting just like a company agent (including the suit and gun), not hesitating to fire his gun and willing to torture people (seen when he rips out T-Bag's teeth). All this appears to be because he wants everything to be over.
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