North and Carolina had been another couple of lucky ones; their apartment was still intact, and though it was far from being called perfect, it was something they could build on together. Quite frankly, he was just glad that they'd come through that whole fiasco without getting hurt, or having anyone close to them hurt in any way.
When York had told him of a job she was about to do, it hadn't sounded like something she could have done on her own - not by a long shot. And given the fact that he'd come to really know her, even though she wasn't the York that he knew, it didn't mean he wasn't going to try to help her if she thought she might need it. Which was precisely why he'd volunteered to come with her, to watch her back as she (well, he) had so often done in the past.
He meets her right where she'd said, still in his power armor where she's gotten some brand new digs, and he can't help but to comment on it upon his approach. "Moving on up in the world, huh?" he asks with a slight smile, holding his helmet loosely in one hand. "How does it feel? Got any better range of motion?"
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When York had told him of a job she was about to do, it hadn't sounded like something she could have done on her own - not by a long shot. And given the fact that he'd come to really know her, even though she wasn't the York that he knew, it didn't mean he wasn't going to try to help her if she thought she might need it. Which was precisely why he'd volunteered to come with her, to watch her back as she (well, he) had so often done in the past.
He meets her right where she'd said, still in his power armor where she's gotten some brand new digs, and he can't help but to comment on it upon his approach. "Moving on up in the world, huh?" he asks with a slight smile, holding his helmet loosely in one hand. "How does it feel? Got any better range of motion?"