Charles brought his hands to his temples and rubbed the excess noise from his mind. His breathing began to calm as he took deep breaths and let the air slowly exhale from his nose. Anger was still a prevalent emotion, but curiosity was beginning to build as well. As insane as he seemed, the kid he had come to know as "A" had a good point. This doctor would obviously have the resources necessary for Project Andromeda and if he was truly fighting for the cause of bringing down the Dux this might be the smartest option. At least in these circumstances.<br/><br/>He continued to let his heart settle down from the adrenaline that had taken him only moments before. As much as he didn't want to admit it he was a highly emotional person. Medically it was supposedly due to an enlarged midbrain; this would allow his brain to produce more of the chemicals that initiate emotion. In this moment however, he needed to be a man of science. A man of innovation and courage. "If you're uncertain as to whether or not it would kill us, but you say you are hopeful that it won't, I volunteer to be the first to go through the process." Feeling certain he was in control of himself, Charles Fray brought his hands down from his temples and crossed his arms. "If you handpicked us it would obviously have to be for more than just a single talent. You would require well rounded individuals; mentally, physically, and emotionally. You would have seen my medical records. Aside from a few obscure allergies I am perfectly healthy. You would have also seen that my physical resilience is above average." Charles raised a hand in both assurance of himself and defeat in the situation. "And if god forbid I die…" He cleared his throat. "You seem to already be aware of my research. Keith seems capable of handling the project with his professional and educational background."