It was subtle. The way Nick walked. The way he started to hold his gun. Or how he even started to smoke San Francisco Sunlights. Something was starting to change inside the synth. Ever since that slip up at the Memory Den, there's been something, someone, Nick has been trying his damnedest to mentally fight off.

Kellogg.

Nick could feel Kellogg's influence growing stronger by the day. Each night he spent traveling by the sole survivor's side, the "unwanted passenger" in his mind made his presence known. Constantly having to shake thoughts of snapping the sole survivor's neck while they slept.

That's not what Nick wanted. That's what Kellogg wanted. Yet, the thoughts still floated in the back corners of his mind while traveling with them.