Henry had, as usual in these recent insane situations, kept quiet and let the more experienced people here do the explaining. He'd introduced himself to the others as soon the hostilities ceased, and did his best to not look at Valrie in -that- way. She was too young, and the giant blushed as he did his best to be a complete gentleman. The thought of blowing Jefferson Davis' head off helped, though.

And then the frigging Nazis showed up, and the wastelander swore as he started to draw his shotgun and Atom. He spat on the ground at the kraut's words.

"Good guys kicked your sorry ass before , Hans. Figure we can do it again." Hebshot back. He knew they couldn't hear him, but it was satisfying to say.

"I say we get ready to kick some Nazi ass."