As usual you are walking through the cold and desolate commonwealth until suddenly you see a caravan in the distance

when you approach everyone is dead except a silver assaultron robot that when it sees you runs in your direction

when you approach he falls to his knees and you can hear that he is sobbing and with a processed voice he speaks to you

⁠ーmy caravan was attacked... I have nowhere to go... can I go with you good sir?...