You're in good company, then. There are a few individuals who have claimed -- who have died before coming here.

[He keeps the exposition brief (perhaps in the mutual spirit of briefs) and turns just slightly to the left, with his eyes locked onto Walt's expression. Chilton isn't bothering to hide the calculating appearance he's prone to exhibiting.]

If you're having something of an existential crisis... That would be a rational response. [A beat, and that flicker of a smirk now mirrors on Chilton's mouth.] I'm Doctor Chilton. Doctor Frederick Chilton.