There are things in life Neil has learned to never expect: transparency, friendship, and the ever elusive sense that all's right with the world. He hopes, sometimes, that he might be wrong. That someday, one of those three will finally be within his grasp. This hope has driven him from Vault 101; it has pushed him to chase after his father in that long, lonely stretch of road to Rivet City.
It has forced him forward when that dream of living with Dad disappeared in a flood of radiation. It was there when he came to the Pitt, the Midwest, the Mojave, and back to the Capital Wasteland. Neil hopes, sometimes, that things might turn out okay. In those moments, they could have turned out okay.
Here, as Alex offers transparency, friendship, and that ever elusive sense, Neil realizes he's lost it. Gone is that stupid, dumb hope he's held in for all these years, gone into the bog he had just pulled himself out of. What incredible timing.
From his place on the gurney, the man's chest bursts with an emotion akin to happiness as his head rings with a thousand bells. Overwhelmed, Neil clenches his eyes shut, going back to that blessed darkness.
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It has forced him forward when that dream of living with Dad disappeared in a flood of radiation. It was there when he came to the Pitt, the Midwest, the Mojave, and back to the Capital Wasteland. Neil hopes, sometimes, that things might turn out okay. In those moments, they could have turned out okay.
Here, as Alex offers transparency, friendship, and that ever elusive sense, Neil realizes he's lost it. Gone is that stupid, dumb hope he's held in for all these years, gone into the bog he had just pulled himself out of. What incredible timing.
From his place on the gurney, the man's chest bursts with an emotion akin to happiness as his head rings with a thousand bells. Overwhelmed, Neil clenches his eyes shut, going back to that blessed darkness.
"I'm alive."
He wishes he hadn't survived.
"I'm going to stay alive."
And never receive that permanent rest.