The robot seemed to stare back with its unblinking and unchanging monitor expression. It waited patiently for a response. He had nowhere better to be right now, no one had asked him to be anywhere. He moved back then forward before he spoke again.

"Oh that's okay. Maybe a little weird but not out there. Did you get shot in the head too? It's the year 2281 where I come from; the Independent city of New Vegas! Jewel of the Mohave. Or that's what I'm hoping people call it. Catchy name, am I right?"