Abruptly, she turned and stared at me with her pale blue eyes. They were quite amazing, really. "Why are men such assholes?" she asked me."It's in the...DNA," I said. It was the best I could do on short notice. I wanted to keep her talking, although why, I didn't know. "Problem at home?" I inquired, wondering why I asked, and whether or not she would tell me. We didn't know each other well enough to trade war stories by any means.She shook her head. "No. Not really. It's just that John..." she. She sat next to me and we both drifted off to sleep with each other in arms. when i woke up she was gone and the sun was coming up. i just got up and swam back to shore. i grabbed my clothes and walked home. memories of the previous night flashed into my mind. when i got home no one was there. so i went up to my room and went back to sleep. i woke up at about 10am. i got up and got dressed, not really caring what to do for the day i sat on my couch and watched TV. it was around noon when there. The girl moved up to stop a foot and a half in front of him, facing him, and looked directly into his eyes. He could still not see the color of those eyes, but he could now see the dress was a pale azure, almost white and the ribbon in her hair revealed itself to be a dark blue. Lit by the flickering fire, her face, Steven could now see, was lovely. Slowly her lips parted and in a moderately deep but slightly ethereal voice, she said, "Hello, Steven. I am for you."Nearly struck dumb, Steven. .. of soldiers in power armor, with heavy weapons. They were clearing out all the wildlife, all the ghouls and such that were in the area.”“Feral ghouls, only. Regular ghouls, like the ones that live in Goodneighbor, are just people, admittedly very UGLY people, but they’re no different from you or I.”One of the men watching and listening said, “My whole family was murdered. Courser came to retrieve a synth. What about them?”“There aren’t any Coursers any more. Look, what’s happened in the past.