"My father's research is simple, I wouldn't worry. I can give you the abridged. My father believes that fear is the worst weakness in mankind, it is something to be conquered. The reason people hold back and avoid so many things in life is fear. The reason he didn't save my mom was fear. Too scared to go into a burning building." Jonathan opened his box and slowly started to assemble what he had in his hands, not turning around to Edward as he worked. "Personally, I think he's a hack and not just because I've been his subject since ... well, birth. Perhaps I'm bitter, maybe that's my bias but I simply disagree with his assessment. Fear is a good thing, we need it or we'd end up dead in a fire after running inside, drowning in a lake or leaping off cliffs with no caution."

Turning around suddenly, he sprayed something in Edward's face and kept going until the cannister ran low. No time to be sentimental, he had to know. He tried to warn him. "Fear is a gift, Edward. And I will prove him wrong. I just needed a guinea pig."