You're hot. *Poke*
Again with the poking— I-
Oh- well…thanks
…you…must not be from around here. I mean— if you are it— well it doesn’t do to get too friendly.
Well why not? is it a crime to compliment a guy these days?
Well- no! I just-
He shifts his weight some, his voice getting a bit low as he sighs, turning the radio up a bit as he speaks
You know this…isn’t the republic. Friendships just…aren’t as accepted out here. not that I mind being friends!- really it’s just…being open about it in the outpost? I mean…I have to work here.
His eyes nervously scan the room before landing back on the person before him
I’m sure you can understand…
Ah. The NCR doesn't have a backbone I see. Well maybe we could be friends in secret?
Now wait a minute, the republic’s not perfect but it’s a lot better than…well, other alternatives! Women serve here after all. The rest just….is gonna take a few years. I- I would…but- maybe some other time. Maybe when my orders take me to Vegas.
His fingers nervously tap the desk as he shifts that little bit more forward. Voice even lower now as he sighs
With so many people mumbling about the legion…I don’t know if I want to risk another target on my back for their…lunacy. Not to mention the attitude from the men I work with…look, if you need a favor, just ask yeah?
I’ll do what I can to get it done and for most things, long as caps change hands, I can always put them back in yours.
Can you repair my gun?
Certainly. I’ll sign the work order and see to it that you’re back in working order.
Are you sure that we can't be friends?