[Nick's eyes are locked on the visage of Maketh before him, knowing good and well it's not her; despite that, he can't help the feeling of unease that settles over him as he stares her down. Is this what the folks in the Commonwealth felt like when met with someone they were sure was a synthetic replacement for a loved one? When they felt they had no choice but to gun down someone who looked so much like their friends or their family?
That feeling that boils in his mechanical gut is a familiar one, one most people would never expect to see from Nick Valentine, a machine with more human compassion than most people could ever claim. He felt it when Eddie Winter got away with the murder of Jennifer Lands; he suffered it when IV showed up in Hadriel and threatened his family.
And he feels it now, igniting like white-hot fire in his chest. He answers Shadow in a graveled tone, one as dark as his intent.]
You heard her. She's making a point.
[Which is exactly what he intends to do, as well. The Guard may have no real authority in the city, but they were established to protect, and protect they will -- even from someone who looks like one of their own.]
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That feeling that boils in his mechanical gut is a familiar one, one most people would never expect to see from Nick Valentine, a machine with more human compassion than most people could ever claim. He felt it when Eddie Winter got away with the murder of Jennifer Lands; he suffered it when IV showed up in Hadriel and threatened his family.
And he feels it now, igniting like white-hot fire in his chest. He answers Shadow in a graveled tone, one as dark as his intent.]
You heard her. She's making a point.
[Which is exactly what he intends to do, as well. The Guard may have no real authority in the city, but they were established to protect, and protect they will -- even from someone who looks like one of their own.]