[ Jack nods as she explains how he came here and why, because neither is really a surprise to him. It wasn't like he'd signed up to be in the Vault the day the bombs dropped like certain protagonists, so he'd accepted the bombs actually dropping one day as something inevitable. Still, as she speaks, it's a complicated feeling. For one, he remembers again like he did when he woke up in this not-quite-death that everything he remembers now, that whole way of life? It's gone. Maybe long gone, considering how they were frozen in time somehow.
But on the other hand, the fact that Veronica is here, talking about the fact that it wasn't the end of the world, that's a bit surprising. Everything they'd heard before was about how if that moment came, only the people in the Vaults would survive. Jack is a smart enough guy to know that objectively, that was probably a hyperbole, but still. There's something comforting in the fact that Veronica even can talk about what came after, though it's a very small glimmer of hope by comparison.
Jack pauses when she's done explaining, since he's clearly trying to gather his thoughts, but the question he ends up asking is fairly simple. ]
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But on the other hand, the fact that Veronica is here, talking about the fact that it wasn't the end of the world, that's a bit surprising. Everything they'd heard before was about how if that moment came, only the people in the Vaults would survive. Jack is a smart enough guy to know that objectively, that was probably a hyperbole, but still. There's something comforting in the fact that Veronica even can talk about what came after, though it's a very small glimmer of hope by comparison.
Jack pauses when she's done explaining, since he's clearly trying to gather his thoughts, but the question he ends up asking is fairly simple. ]
So... What's it like out there, then?