He really hated arguing with women. They usually made no sense to anyone but themselves.<br/><br/>"You want me to trust you and drop my gun, and then you admit your aim isn't great. Seriously, doctor, do you think you could protect me from there? Besides, like I said, I am no threat. If I was, you'd be dead by now. What's so damn important about losing the one man's trust that you still have?" He was starting to get pissed off.<br/><br/>"Shoot me or leave, if you insist. I'll go back and tend to the wounded locked up with Luc in the lab back there cos I sure as hell am a better doctor than you." He sighed. He'd seen people freaked out by the virus before. Acting the way Dr Seris was - nervous, paranoid, and ultimately stupid. The virus affected everybody in a different way, but all infected had one thing in common - complete lack of rational behavior. Which is to say - behavior like the one he was displaying. The doctor must be pretty shaken up to act like she was, Rob thought.<br/><br/>He thought about it for a second.<br/><br/>"Look, I'll put the gun on the back of my pants. That way you'll have plenty of time to shoot me if I start getting weird, aye? Think about it."