Levi had to think fast and think properly, or his companion behind him probably would end up without an eye. Which was bad, obviously. Personally, he probably should've thought better on his little 'disappeared dad' gambit, since apparently 'Daddy' Weaver wasn't even [i]raised[/i] in the fucking Vault. But this wasn't time for that, no, he had to think of somewhere where they could make a swift escape and reach safety before the mercs could reorient themselves. Up North would be... stupid, obviously. Just more enemies. He had no idea what was to the West, but he'd rather not risk it, and to the East there was, if his history lessons were correct, the Atlantic Ocean. 

But South... South would be good. He knew South. 

"...New York," Levi answered, "New York City, the tower near Central Park." It was a lie, obviously, but it would be absolutely perfect. He'd just lead these mercs to the Rangers and then fuck their shit [/i]up[/i]! And Sarah would even get to keep her eye! "Why do you think we told that David idiot to bring us up here? To get you guys away from dad."