It is a repeat, and Alex seemingly accepts. He ducks down to kiss Neil, pressing lips together in a deeper meaning than a mere opening to something else. And Neil--

And Neil would accept if not for an interruption, and it's a beat too late that he recognizes another's presence. By then, he's pressed against Alex's back, confusion settling on his expression. At least until his perception catches up to him.

Neil peeks over the lumbering Courier to find a gangly guy in a Rivet City guard uniform. The guy appears young, likely younger than even Neil. This detail is further cemented by Alex's words. Another kid, huh?

And this kid appears shocked, like he just saw a damn ghost. Neil squints at him, attempting to figure out the source, until everything hits him with the force of a fistful of pre-war coins. Another, no one who knows the nature of their relationship, had just seen them fucking smooching against a wall. And Neil remembers what Alex had once said. About how the general public feels about males loving males.

"Oh, Lord," he says as Dogmeat lets off his glorious stream of piss. "This is one of those bad things, right?"