"...He has a kid?" The assistant asked with a bewildered look on his mug. "How's that a thing? Didn't Weaver move INTO 122?"

The interrogator tilted his head, the knife slowly being turned in front of Sarah's eye, as if he were wondering where to start. "You talk too much, Marcus. Now, hold the girl's head in place." He said casually, his torture assistant muttering quietly to himself as he stepped over and held Sarah still. "...Now, what to do? We have a Vault Techie, and 'Weaver's kid'. Maybe we could draw the bastard out. Or maybe he's too much of a coward. I mean, he left the Vault and let all of you melt when faced with threats - somehow you two runts escaped the sabotage - but whatever."

Sarah was struggling now, but she had a few interesting things on mind now! "What? Why is he so important? Why do you need him?"

"Oh, we don't. The military does. The real military, way up North. Should roll past here in a few weeks time actually." Mr Interrogator replied as calmly as he thought about his next twisted move.

"The.. robots?" Sarah mouthed, "What?"

"Long story short, Sam Weaver is a very important man to those cyborg-y army types. An inventor, a brilliant engineer apparently. Don't know much else. But yeah, Levi. Your daddy's a bounty hunter's dream come fucking true. They really really want to find him, alive, safe and whatnot. But all the caps we've been promised to find him make it hard not to pry information out of people like this." The man continued, taking a long sigh. "So! Levi Weaver. Surely dad told you where he was going when he left the Vault... Red hair here doesn't know anything, apparently, so she's a waste of time. Expendable, hm? Tell me where dad is and I won't carve her eye out."

Sarah's breathing was very rapid now, as soon as he said she was 'expendable'. Her life had no value, she believed she was going to suffer... It was all on Levi now. Hell, he could tell them any random fricking place if he was convincing enough!