Curie places a hand on Danse's shoulder once she gets her settled, and she isn't happy about the idea of finding vaults. "Let us hope we find ones that do not have anyone living in them." The idea of finding an abandon vault is a whole different story, seeing she doesn't have to deal with what new experiments that Vault-Tec is doing on those who are living inside.
"And do not worry, we will be very safe and we will make sure to find away to get in contact with you." Curie looks at Danse, and she tilts her head to the side. "Though how is that possible? There is no telephone and I do not believe the mail has been delivered in two hundred years! Is there a Pony Express? Telegraphs?" Curie's appetite to learn about this new world is massive, and learning more about how people have adapted is almost as interesting than to see how bacteria and viruses have evolved in a radioactive wasteland.
And she looks to the Brahmin who snorts in annoyance at being distracted from the dry tufts of grass. "I think we should get going before it gets dark." Curie spins around, and she looks at the compass with a smile on her face. "Now to pick a direction and to follow it! Monsieur Danse?"
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"And do not worry, we will be very safe and we will make sure to find away to get in contact with you." Curie looks at Danse, and she tilts her head to the side. "Though how is that possible? There is no telephone and I do not believe the mail has been delivered in two hundred years! Is there a Pony Express? Telegraphs?" Curie's appetite to learn about this new world is massive, and learning more about how people have adapted is almost as interesting than to see how bacteria and viruses have evolved in a radioactive wasteland.
And she looks to the Brahmin who snorts in annoyance at being distracted from the dry tufts of grass. "I think we should get going before it gets dark." Curie spins around, and she looks at the compass with a smile on her face. "Now to pick a direction and to follow it! Monsieur Danse?"