"Ha, if it's any consolation, I think you'd make an excellent looking zombie," the doctor quipped with a light chuckle, "You're a man of presence, someone the others can rally behind, which is why I believe you need to be on this team. And don't worry, we're certainly not moving out. It is, as you said, a recon mission. And perhaps even a chance to find help." The doctor's tone and expression grew sombre as he attempted to Address Woods' final concern, with his look returning to the level below. "As for the number of zombies we may run into... I'm relying on the fact that most would have likely been running frantically for vehicles, medicine, food and weapons, rather than focusing on something as out-of-the-way as a comm. centre."<br/><br/>"I doubt making a move for the dish would have crossed the minds of that many, with most probably still hugging their cell-phones at the time. We'll likelly find most of the zombies congested around stores and such but, if we're feeling brave, we should probably try gather a few resources while we're out there." Everett shivered slightly at the thought, unsure if he wanted to volunteer for such a large risk but the brief hesitation only managed to strengthen his resolve as he reminded himself how much the survivors needed this mission.