We met just two tiles south of Broken Hills. I was heavily outnumbered by a group of raiders. You showed up and killed some of them, while we made small talk in between turns. Our time was cut short when a raider laid waste to me. You avenged me and quickly searched all the corpses. But when you were bent over my cold body, you took more than my caps and ammunition -- you took my heart. Though our time spent together was short, I feel like there was something special between us. I'll be in Shady Sands, if ever you care to look.