A sigh left his lips as his synthetic yellow eyes traced over the words on the file in front of him. The old detective needed a break from all the fighting, wanting to catch up on his cases, but it was kind of boring.

Another crossed lover, a kid run away to join the raiders, a lost cat, all classics at the Nick Valentine Detective Agency.

His eyes fluttered up when the door opened, irises falling on the Sole Survivor.

“So, you came to see me for business or pleasure?”