He should be concerned, he should, but he just wasn't. He was just to used to Jack. Him and Jack have gone a few rounds before... mostly after Mike found out that Jack and slept with Martine, but these things happened.

"Well, yes and no. I work as medical but my PHD is in biochemistry." He felt a little strange saying it. A man whose won a Nobel Peace Prize... but had been to sick to go get it instead sending his best friend and wife in his place before he stupidly exparamented on himself. It felt strange to try and sound proud. But he did save a lot of people, it helped make up for those hes killed. A chuckle escaped. "Maybe I could be of service than, though I am curious, if such a list you may or may not have what else would be on it?"

He nodded some. "So, basically the locals are accepting everyone like they were expected?"