Penelope Hornwright/Dialogue

==W05_Dialogue_PenelopeHornwright==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text	Script Notes
 	 	 	Hmmm.. 	
 	 	 	Hhhmm. 	
 	 	 	Hmmm...ehh. 	
 	 	 	Ehhh... 	
 	 	 	Huh. 	
 	 	 	Huh... 	
 	 	 	Huh! 	
 	 	 	Huh.. 	
 	 	 	Huhh.. 	
 	 	 	Hnngh. 	
 	 	 	Hmmm. 	
 	 	 	Eghh.. 	
 	 	 	Hnh. 	
 	 	 	Ohhh. 	
 	 	 	Ooh... 	
 	 	 	Oh! 	
 	 	 	Huh..? 	
 	 	 	Hah! 	
 	 	 	Hmm! 	
 	 	 	Hngh! 	
 	 	 	Ehh..? 	
 	 	 	Hehh..! 	
 	 	 	Hnh! 	
==W05_MQS_201P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Huh. Well, if your new society will allow ghouls like me to join, then I'll help. 	
 	 	 	Otherwise you can beat it. I've seen plenty of folks try to save the world since things went to hell, and all of them had their problems. 	Disillusioned, bitter
 	 	 	Hmm, well, I'll need a Pip-Boy for a mobile terminal. Not yours, don't worry. I'll need a full construction kit so I can add some extra circuitry. 	
 	 	 	Also, I'll need something I consulted on years ago. A circuitry schematic that could've changed everything, if we hadn't blown ourselves up. 	
 	 	 	There are plenty of government facilities in Appalachia. More if you head north. What's so special about this one? 	
 	 	 	I don't understand. What do they want with a vault? I saw Foundation on my way back into Appalachia. They look pretty comfortable there. 	
 	 	 	Didn't you hear her say my name? I'm Penny Hornwright. This used to be my home a long, long time ago. Maybe you should introduce yourself now, huh? 	
 	 	 	Oh, really? What exactly do you need the Motherlode's help with? 	
 	 	 	And as an aside, robots don't have "friends" and don't need to be "convinced" to do things. If you want them to do something, you need to reprogram them.	not quite facepalming, but are they serious?
 	 	 	Well, that was exciting, to say the least. So. Secondary user, eh? Who the hell are you and what kind of changes is she talking about? 	dryly
 	 	 	What is it, questions about the Pip-Boy parts? 	
 	 	 	Ah, you're back! I've been busy working on the Motherlode's voice interface. Have those parts for me yet? 	
 	 	 	Need something? 	
 	 	 	Thanks! I'll take those parts, if you don't mind. 	
 	 	 	Hmm? 	
 	 	 	Thank you for bringing me the schematic and kit, but there's some bad news I'm afraid. 	
 	 	 	Well, once I get those parts in then she should be ready to go. I'll head to Foundation afterward. 	
 	 	 	Please. I'll wear a gas mask and head straight to whomever's in charge. Let them know that you're to blame for my presence. 	
 	 	 	*sighs loudly* Good gracious. She's full of dad jokes. Alright, I'll add full conversational protocols to the list. 	muttering to yourself mostly, tired because it was a bad joke
 	 	 	Great. Thanks. 	
 	 	 	Well, you're one hell of a stray dog, but yes. I'll accept. 	
 	 	 	No, father-Daniel has been gone for a long time. 	you've come to terms with it mostly, been years now
 	 	 	Of course! You mustn't have a built-in device... I guess Daniel decided you didn't need a voice unless you were speaking to him. Typical. 	well obviously, then kinda 'that figures, what a jerk' - Daniel is your father
 	 	 	I'll be here working on her conversational skills, if you need anything else. 	
 	 	 	Salvaging. Eyebots are basically just flying sensor modules, and the altimeter could be salvaged from that ridiculous plane father hung upstairs. 	
 	 	 	I'm not sure about finding an interpolator, but I saw a robot that had a human brain attached to it near RobCo. 	
 	 	 	I would bet that unethical monstrosity has some serious interpolation needs. 	
 	 	 	Well, her data processing is extremely slow. Maybe it's not actually broken, but it certainly doesn't work. She'll need a better interpolator. 	
 	 	 	She also needs a new sensor module and altimeter for sure. Something's corroded the contacts pretty badly on both of those. 	
 	 	 	Well, she's able to speak but she wasn't made for it. Normal conversations are probably a ways off for now. 	
 	 	 	Next? No, she'll be ready once I finish putting those parts in... near as I can get her on short notice, anyway! 	
 	 	 	Lovely. I had a chance to crack her open while you were gone. It's not good news, I'm afraid. 	
 	 	 	Oh, clever! It never would've occurred to me to dissolve the corrosion with a common house cleaner. 	
 	 	 	It'll probably work for the altimeter, but Motherlode's sensor module is just too far gone. It still needs a replacement. 	
 	 	 	Oh! You know what, there is an eyebot upstairs that I was tinkering on... must have been thirty years ago now. Maybe it's still there? 	
 	 	 	That's a bit on the nose, but so is "ghoul" and "radroach" so... whatever works. 	
 	 	 	I simply can't imagine what kind of terrible person would do that to someone else. All the ones I ran into out there were completely homicidal. 	
 	 	 	A doctoral candidate named Aaliyah was heading development on it, before the war. Brilliant stuff. 	
 	 	 	With any luck, she's in a vault right now, but I'd suggest taking a look around her old home in Summersville. She never used her office on campus. 	
 	 	 	Ignoring the fact that you'd almost certainly insist on wearing it afterward-it's experimental. It could ruin the unit entirely. 	
 	 	 	Also, the changes I need to make would strip out some regular functionality that you probably use, like health monitoring and so on. 	
 	 	 	Okay, let's try your integrated voice module again. Can you say something, Motherlode? 	
 	 	 	Yes... sure he is... and I'm a zombie. 	
 	 	 	Are you kidding? That's a total conspiracy theory! You might as well throw in the Mothman for good measure. 	
 	 	 	Yes, because the alternative's been so kind to me. Look, nobody's having a good time anymore. It's literally the end of the world. 	
 	 	 	Well, I didn't learn it at college, I can tell you that much. It was always a hobby of mine before the war. Nowadays it's how I stay alive. 	
 	 	 	A robot is always going to be a better shot than I am, and it's no great tragedy if they break down. You can usually repair them. 	
 	 	 	Really? I don't need gold. I mean, it's not like pocket watches are even in style anymore. Maybe for circuitry, but eh... 	
 	 	 	Look, I'm not saying money is useless. It's not! I just personally don't care much about it. 	
 	 	 	I bet there's at least one in a forgotten corner of Vault-Tec University. Sorry for not being able to be more specific, though. 	
 	 	 	More than anything. You have no idea how long I've been alone out here... so tell me, how do we do this? 	
 	 	 	Lovely. Beats only having blasted robots to talk to-no offense, Motherlode. So, what's the plan? 	
 	 	 	No, I just saw it from a distance. I never want to assume that I'll be welcome. Good way to get shot at, trust me. 	
 	 	 	Really? A gigantic drilling robot just burst out of the ground, but I'm terrifying? Please. 	
 	 	 	Wait, how is it that you can speak now? You didn't say anything when I came across you earlier, out in the wild. You know, you're quite terrifying! 	this is said as an offhand addition to her statement, matter of fact, "You know, you're quite terrifying!"
 	 	 	Motherlode? Oh. Of course, I see! This must be some sort of failsafe directive now that I'm back in this area... how fascinating! 	repeating Motherlode to herself, then a sorta facepalm of OH! DUH
 	 	 	Because I'm a sentient human being. Obviously more empathetic than most... I didn't need anyone to explain that humans should be treated humanely. 	humanely with emphasis to explain that it applies to all humans, duh
 	 	 	Is that all? I assume from that Pip-Boy on your wrist that you're from one yourself. Feeling homesick? 	
 	 	 	Breach procedure?! 	
 	 	 	What now? This saferoom is a lot less safe than I expected! 	
 	 	 	No, I can't. I'm not exactly a fighter, if it wasn't entirely obvious. 	
 	 	 	Well, it shouldn't take long at all to get the new guidance interface set up. 	
 	 	 	However, while I was in there setting up her vocal system, I saw a lot of damage. I think she's going to need some new parts just to be safe. 	
 	 	 	I'll install an untethered communication setup while you're gone. That way we can talk to her whenever and wherever we want, like any other bot. 	
 	 	 	Do I look particularly dangerous? It's the pocket protector, isn't it? I knew it. 	
 	 	 	Oh, okay. Is that all? You want help to weaponize her? Forget about it. 	
 	 	 	Primary transponder signal not found. Senior Executive Daniel Hornwright not found. Failsafe procedure initiated. 	
 	 	 	Ah, noted? Once I get those parts installed, she'll be ready. Near as I can get her on short notice, anyway. 	You don't appreciate the hostility, you're just doing the job they asked for
 	 	 	Hmm, alright. I'll be here working on her conversational skills, if you need anything else. 	
 	 	 	Oh? What's that? 	
 	 	 	I need a sensor module, an interpolator, and an altimeter. Was that sufficiently expedient for you? 	sometimes you wonder if the lord is testing you
 	 	 	No. It would very nearly double in size from the components. Perhaps you want to have a gigantic club on the end of your arm though, who am I to judge? 	
 	 	 	I'll install an untethered communication setup while you're gone. That way we can talk to her whenever and wherever we want, like any other bot. 	Same line as 0055C5A3_1
 	 	 	Of course you do... well? 	
 	 	 	Sorry, how am I supposed to help you with your vision if you can't articulate it? I'm afraid that's going to be a no, darling. 	poised. amused, a bit condescending
 	 	 	Oh my, you were serious, weren't you? I'm afraid I don't have time to explain this right now. Perhaps later? 	pitying almost
 	 	 	It's where I was originally heading... before the Motherlode started emerging. It was almost like she was herding me here. 	
 	 	 	I was worried she'd spook the settlers there if she popped up... or spook them more than I might on my own. 	
 	 	 	Other folks have chased me off before. I could say that doesn't bother me, but it eats you away inside to lose all contact with others. 	
 	 	 	Mhm! I'll head there... presently. Just need to grab a thing or two before I leave... go over the debug stack from the part install too... 	
 	 	 	So don't worry about checking back in right away. I'm fairly hopeful she won't have exploded. Hmm... reasonably sure she won't. 	sending someone off, kind of get lost in your thoughts along the way though
 	 	 	Breach procedure?! 	
 	 	 	What now? This saferoom is a lot less safe than I expected! 	
==W05_MQS_202P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	No, no, no. I don't care about-I mean, you're looking for... spy gadgets? 	
 	 	 	That's like a dream project! Can I see everything when you get back? 	
 	 	 	Are you saying what I think you're saying? 	
 	 	 	Hmm... Oh! Seventh hole on the golf course, maybe? 	
 	 	 	Wait, you don't... do you? 	
 	 	 	Found it! The part in the brackets says: BAI2 QUAN2YUAN2 and then the number 7. 	Reading outloud the letters/numbers and say "space" between them, like reading a password aloud
 	 	 	I'm afraid that's all Chinese to me. As in... it's actually Chinese... to everyone. 	
 	 	 	These logs look encoded, but like nothing I've seen before... I see the numerical headers you mentioned, though! 	
 	 	 	Oh, no. There's no room for that! Though knowing her, she may yet try to make an appearance... So, do you want the logs from this robot? 	
 	 	 	Oh, you're quite welcome. 	
 	 	 	I'm telling you that I'm not. Are you exactly like your parents? 	
 	 	 	To find the tech if it's nearby still and not shoot at anyone along the way. Maybe if you take it to the seventh hole it'll pick up the signal again? 	
 	 	 	I'll get the lab ready for when you get back! Be safe out there, you two! 	
 	 	 	Ah, hello again! Put that robot on my workbench, will you? 	Just noticing a friend arrive in the middle of talking to someone else
 	 	 	Hey, Penny here. Looks like your little robot buddy blew up! 	
 	 	 	Oh well. You must've really given it a good konk when you found it. Usually these little guys stick their landings a lot better. 	
 	 	 	Jen's already out the door, but it'll probably take her a little while to make it over to you there, where ever you are. Somewhere below the green. 	
 	 	 	You should look around. Never know what you mind find. Bring back a souvenir for your best buddy Penny, won't you? 	
 	 	 	Ah, hello again! Put that robot on my workbench, will you? 	Just noticing a friend arrive in the middle of talking to someone else
 	 	 	Thanks. This will just take a minute. I can't believe that anything she's going to say will make up for abandoning her family. 	
 	 	 	This is a listening post. Our mission is complicated to explain... unless you know what's going on next door. I will tell you more later, if you let me live.	
 	 	 	Orders, and a lifetime of being shaped to think and be what they wanted. I didn't question it because I didn't know there were other ways to be, to think. 	
 	 	 	We were lied to, but people here were also lied to. Once I could see the puppeteers, I wanted nothing to do with any of it. I fled. 	
 	 	 	Yes. I was trained from childhood to do this job. It's all I knew, I never chose any of this. It was either follow orders or die. 	
==W05_MQS_204P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Hi everyone. Small situation. Those... well-dressed people from the Crater are here. They say hello. 	being held at gunpoint by the Raiders
 	 	 	According to the one who is currently shoving a 10mm in my face... His name is "Hijack." Lovely. They want the Vault Dweller to come alone, or they are going to kill me.	
 	 	 	I guess that's it. We'll just be here. Waiting. 	
 	 	 	Looking good across the board! She's ready. Meet back with the others at Vault 79? 	player fixes the Motherlode while you check the diagnostics
 	 	 	Okay. We just need to install it. The repair-and-patch wrapper will do most of the work. I'll be checking Motherlode's status remotely. 	player picks up the finished Intelligence module
 	 	 	Settings are all over the place. Nothing's winning out, so everything is normalizing. Looks like Motherlode will be how we remember her. 	analyzing the test results
 	 	 	Settings are now set for maximum empathy. I... don't know what that means for a drilling machine. I hope you're happy. 	analyzing the test results
 	 	 	Showing peak aggression. Far from the default settings, but maybe that's not a bad thing. We are breaking into the Vault, after all. 	analyzing the test results
 	 	 	Hop in the scanner. Let's see the results. 	finished the Motherlode test
 	 	 	Wait. What? They made that an option? Why would anyone? I can't.. Ugh. 	Motherlode programming test - player talks to the fake wall and it comes down
 	 	 	Okay. Stopping to think before drilling. That's Motherlode's default behavior. That's a good thing. 	Motherlode programming test - player pushes the fake wall down
 	 	 	Okay. Aggression. The scan will pick that up. Make the Motherlode a little feistier. 	Motherlode programming test - player hits the fake wall as hard as he can
 	 	 	Simple goal. Get to the other side. The real test is how you handle the walls. Whatever you do alters the module's programming. 	you and the player enter the programming test room
 	 	 	If you want to look like a complete idiot, then I don't see why not. 	Not amused
 	 	 	But if you're ready to get Motherlode up and running, then how about we focus on that, instead? 	Impatient
 	 	 	The entrance to The Cave is down the stairs. 	
 	 	 	Given sophisticated-enough software - which this is - that organic process can be emulated. 	Proud
 	 	 	And believe me when I tell you, no small amount of money and man-hours went into making that happen. 	Proud
 	 	 	Now, shall we get started? 	
 	 	 	Probably because those names are ridiculous, but that's really just a blind guess. 	Snarky, since the player just said something dumb
 	 	 	Okay. Common question. Been a while since I've had to explain. 	
 	 	 	Imagine you're programming a mathematical module for intelligent behavior, and you say to yourself: "hey, why do the math when the human brain does all that on its own?"	
 	 	 	Build a cave. Have a person navigate through it. Have them break down some fake walls to simulate drilling. Then do a scan at the other end. 	
 	 	 	In the simplest possible terms. yes. Thankfully, we've got just the tool we need to program the module. Ready for a visit to The Cave? 	Feeling confident & good about things. This plan might just work.
 	 	 	Well, we'll need to go through The Cave. 	
 	 	 	That's right. The good news is, we have everything we need right here to make that happen. We have The Cave. 	Feeling confident & good about things. This plan might just work.
 	 	 	You know that big space station they're living in at The Crater? I heard they were able to fix up the communications systems. 	
 	 	 	If so, they'd be able to listen in on a lot of local radio traffic. Maybe they picked up something over the airwaves. 	
 	 	 	Anyway, it doesn't matter now. We've still got a problem to solve. 	
 	 	 	Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks for asking. 	Taking a breath, checkiing yourself, recovering from a scary episode. Grateful for the player's timely intervention.
 	 	 	If you hadn't shown up when you did, it might be a different story. Those raiders were getting impatient. 	Still a bit scared from what just happened, but things are better now. Whew!
 	 	 	The entire repair payload system was designed for maintenance. Wear and tear considerations. Deliberate sabotage? Trickier. 	
 	 	 	We could do a custom payload. A re-engineered artificial intelligence module, with a repair-and-patch wrapped around it to handle installation. 	
 	 	 	Interesting suggestion, but I have my doubts that would work. The module is a very sophisticated piece of technology. 	
 	 	 	We'd risk losing some key functionality in the process. 	Impressed by the ingenuity, but still skeptical.
 	 	 	But. The Motherlode. They just kept... hitting her with bats and furniture. Furniture! Her navigation and decision-making module is completely shattered. 	
 	 	 	I'll get the doors open. 	
 	 	 	Thank goodness that's over! 	Huge relief, a lethal gunfight that was swirling all around you has just ended and now you're safe.
 	 	 	No! 	Crying out in fear as a gunfight erupts around you. You're in mortal danger.
 	 	 	Let's get the Motherlode repaired and be on our way. 	Anxious
 	 	 	I just want to get the hell out of here before more Raiders show up. 	Anxious
 	 	 	You've got what you need to repair the Motherlode. No time like the present., right? 	Anxious
 	 	 	Just one last thing to do. Get the Motherlode back in action. 	Anxious
 	 	 	Like rats in a maze... 	A little apprehensive. You don't like to be the subject of experiments.
 	 	 	All things being equal, I'd rather be performing the experiment than a subject of it. 	A little apprehensive. You don't like to be the subject of experiments.
 	 	 	There had to be a simpler way to program the Motherlode's AI. This is really just overkill. 	A little apprehensive. You don't like to be the subject of experiments.
 	 	 	How much do you want to bet this whole maze was built to justify a budget increase? 	Sarcastic
 	 	 	Thanks again for coming to my rescue. 	relieved, grateful
 	 	 	Raiders really stink, you know that? I mean, literally. They smell awful. 	Annoyed
 	 	 	If I never see one of those Raiders again, it'll still be too soon. 	Annoyed, but relieved
 	 	 	The Motherlode really took a beating. 	Worried
 	 	 	Repair complete. Systems nominal. Thank you, user. 	
==W05_MQS_205P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Just get in the tunnel. 	
 	 	 	I'm sure it's just a temporary anomaly. 	
 	 	 	Motherlode is safely ahead of us. Wait... something is odd here. 	operating the Motherlode remotely
 	 	 	This is no place for me. 	
 	 	 	Motherlode's systems are red-lining. 	matter of fact
 	 	 	No. She wants to talk to us. Maybe the Vault Dweller should have a word with her? 	
 	 	 	Such strange creatures. Always digging. 	
 	 	 	I never like putting faith in a man whose first instinct is to break everything he sees. 	
 	 	 	According to Paige, the wall reinforcements thin out deeper into the mountain. Motherlode knows the way.	
 	 	 	I've never seen turrets this powerful. We can't hold out for long. 	shouting; laser turrets are opening fire
 	 	 	The laser grid is off! 	cheering on Jen, who just finished flipping through the grid
 	 	 	This is clearly a dangerous operation from this point on. 	
 	 	 	I'm an engineer, not a soldier. It's time I headed back to Foundation. 	
 	 	 	This can't be good. 	shouting; in combat
 	 	 	Looks like Motherlode's digging may have collapsed it. They're only way out was through us. 	
 	 	 	I'm not a fan of guns, but I'm glad to have one in here. 	
 	 	 	I'm monitoring Motherlode as we speak. 	
 	 	 	So far, so good. 	
 	 	 	I need to talk to you. 	
 	 	 	She's offline... and likely beyond repair. 	
 	 	 	Hey, I got you this far. You should be grateful. 	angry
 	 	 	I'm leaving before I do something I'll regret. 	
 	 	 	I appreciate that, but Foundation needs me more. You'll have to make do without me. 	
 	 	 	I'll give Paige a status update when I get back. Good luck to all of you. 	
 	 	 	Only a fool wouldn't be nervous in here. 	
 	 	 	We need to talk. 	
==W05_DialogueSettlers_InteriorInstance==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	I'm still getting settled in but I think I have almost all my necessary lab equipment available here now. 	
 	 	 	You can never have too many spare parts. 	
 	 	 	Maybe if I swap them... I'm sorry. What were you saying? 	
 	 	 	I wish I could get my own Sunny to help down here. Actually, nevermind. Sunny was personality-cloned without failsafes. 	musing offhand
 	 	 	Damn raiders. They're always breaking stuff. Then I have to fix it. 	
 	 	 	Hmm, I wonder if the scavengers are back with any new scrap. 	
 	 	 	I don't miss the way things used to be, before the war. It wasn't as idyllic as the advertisements tried to make it out to be. 	offhand musing
 	 	 	Not sure I'd be here, if you hadn't come along. Thanks. 	
 	 	 	I wonder if I could go snag a few robots from Watoga to reprogram. Hmm. 	
 	 	 	I have important work to do. Can this wait? 	
 	 	 	I asked not to be interrupted. I hope this is important. 	
 	 	 	I have a few minutes while that machine powers up. What do you need? 	
 	 	 	Aubrie? I suppose he's qualified. He doesn't seem particularly comfortable around me. 	matter of fact
 	 	 	Well, not long after things really went to hell, I ran across a Vault with a faulty door. It was perfectly fine inside, but the door mechanism was shot. 	calm, matter of fact
 	 	 	I negotiated with those inside and they agreed to take my family in if I could close it. Closing it could only be done from the outside and would result in lethal radiation. 	calm, matter of fact
 	 	 	Imagine my surprise to end up like this! It has definite advantages though. Sometimes. I miss my nose, though. 	calm, matter of fact
 	 	 	Oh, did the lab coat give it away? 	
 	 	 	Before the war I was an industrialist, which I guess is just a fancy way of saying I did a lot of paperwork. 	
 	 	 	When everything went up in flames, I did whatever I could to survive. I'm sure you know a lot about how that can be like, so I won't bore you. 	
 	 	 	It's fantastic to simply be in a lab coat again, worrying about air and water purifiers. Worrying about making things better for people in Appalachia. 	
 	 	 	So much to fix, so little time. 	
 	 	 	Good! I just traded someone for the same brand of socks I used to wear before the war. You know, the good kind with a gold stripe on the toe. 	
 	 	 	Oh, I can't complain. Well, I can ... but what would be the point? This algorithm isn't going to write itself. 	
 	 	 	I'm doing well, though I woke up to quite a racket this morning. At first I thought it was the motherlode, but it was just someone jackhammering ... something. 	nostalgic but annoyed
 	 	 	I'm alright. Better, now that I see you're here. We've had reports of hostiles in the area. 	
 	 	 	Today's been lovely. Thanks for asking. 	Neutral tone so it could be interpreted as serious or sarcastic
 	 	 	Oh, I've just been catching up with Mochou. We have a lot in common, despite our differences. 	Moe-Ch-oh
 	 	 	Oh, you know. Whatever they need around here, really. I'd eventually like to try my hand at reproducing those spy gadgets that Jen showed me. 	
 	 	 	I'm afraid I don't have much of an opinion. Radcliff in particular seems to be avoiding me, but I don't particularly care as long as he keeps his opinions and jokes to himself.	
 	 	 	She's a tricky one to figure out, isn't she? I rather like her for that. Too many people are too straight-forward around here. 	
==W05_HolotapeQuest_MJP==
(Paige's journal, entry 2)
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Most communities have a shoot first policy, because of the ferals. As you can see, some of us do retain our essential personhood despite the physical changes. 	
 	 	 	I was exposed to a large dose of radiation. I negotiated entry for my child in exchange for fixing a Vault's door. 	telling a story
 	 	 	I knew I was going to get stuck outside, that I'd get dosed. I was the only one who could fix it, though. That was a long time ago. My daughter's nearly twenty now.	
 	 	 	Oh! Would it be alright if we got back to this later? My experiment timer is about to go off. 	Just remembered something important, story time is over! Science!
 	 	 	*laughs* I still use it, your farmers will appreciate the soil sample tests that I'm working on. 	
 	 	 	But yes, mostly these days, I work with robots. I'm not an expert by pre-war standards, but around here I'm like Merlin. 	
 	 	 	Yes, a geochemist. 	
 	 	 	Sure. I was born before the war, around here. My father was something of a well known industrialist. 	
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