[ Danse had had far more personal investment than most in the idea of a super mutant's condition being completely irreversible, and the rivers around here have been taunting him for days with images of exactly why he'd needed to believe that. He'll never be more than thinly, resentfully capable of tolerating Brian Virgil's existence, convinced every time he thinks of the man that the cure he invented should have gone to someone like Cutler instead, and knowing that he himself is the reason Cutler never got the chance to see it made possible.

But Nora has the bigger picture here, and Danse sees no point in starting an argument about a guy who's not even on the same planet as they are anymore. ]

I don't know, but I'd sure rather be safe than sorry. And I could just keep bunking in the sleeping car to avoid it, but everyone else here is so young it feels like sharing barracks with the squires.

[ A normal person would probably have made some kind of analogy to giggly teenage sleepovers. Danse is not that person. He takes the duct tape with gratitude. ]

Provided this works, you can use it too if you help. It would be nice to have a less monster-infested body of water to relax in.