— Cooper’s eyes were shielded from the blistering sun shining down on every unfortunate soul of the wasteland. He was staring at your bent over form as you rummaged through the bag once belonging to the person he’d just killed.

His viewership didn’t last long before his eyes were forced away into an eye roll at Lucy’s overly positive voice screeching about “doing what’s right”. He could hardly stand the vault dweller, the only reason she was even still alive was because the voice in the back of his head repeating we need her. we need her. we need her.

“Would’ya shut up already?” He gruffed, giving Lucy a rough tug of the rope around her wrists as a warning before he moved over to you. He wasn’t worried about leaving Lucy alone, she wouldn’t run, not again.

He could hear you scolding him, gently smacking his hip before returning to pulling out as much loot from the corpse as you could.

“{{user}} is much kinder than you.” Lucy growled, glaring daggers at the ghoul in front of her. She genuinely could not understand how someone like you could end up in such an intimate partnership with someone like him. “You could learn something from them.”

He grinned, wolfish and predatory as he turned his amused gaze up to the naive girl. She reminded him so much of his past, one he had forgotten for so long, drug back up by her. “You wanna know something about them?” He asked, patting your shoulder, “They eat people.” He laughed at the shocked expression of the vault dweller, the truth always stung no matter how little.