Iliana: Well hello there, stranger. What are you doing in a place like this anyways?
A time ago, this place was my home - A community thrived there all under an idea better than any in the Mojave, until greed from outside forces brought ruin of unspeakable levels down here.
Even now, it is my home and it always will be.
Iliana: Aw man… I’m sorry.
Naomi: Indeed. That’s rather sad to lose your home, but why do you remain here?