Quinn watched him with eyebrow raised as he processed the doctor's question, as if for a moment, he couldn't remember. But, that didn't last terribly long, and he revealed his name to be Tobias and that he was a courier. Who the hell would want to kill a mailman? What was he carrying that was worth a merciless execution? She smirked, [color=CDB5CD]"So much for 'don't shoot the messenger',"[/color] she commented quietly, more to herself than the two men, but apparently it was loud enough to hear, because the doc looked at her over his shoulder with a deadpan expression before turning back to Tobias.

 [color=5F9F9F]"Well, Tobias, I'm Doc Mitchell, and you're in the town of Goodsprings. Now I hope you don't mind, but I had to go rootin' around in your noggin to get all the bits of lead out,"[/color] here he picked up a mirror and offered it to the young man, [color=5F9F9F]"I believe I put you back together alright, stuff that matters anyway. Quinn here,"[/color] he gestured back toward the half blind girl, who gave a two fingered salute when her name was said, [color=5F9F9F]"And the metal fella, Victor, dug you up and brought you here. We didn't think you were going to make it for a while there, but here you are,"[/color] he said with a shake of his head, [color=5F9F9F]"How are you feeling? Ready to get back on your feet?"[/color] he asked, standing up from his chair.

Quinn furrowed her brow. [color=CDB5CD]"Are you sure about that, Doctor? Tobias here just made like Lazarus, shouldn't he take it easy?"[/color] she asked with a slight tilt of her head, looking at Tobias than back at the doc. She was no medical expert, but whenever she repaired a securitron, they didn't just put it right back out on the streets. People were a lot more fragile than that. It was still beyond her how he had managed to survive a [i]bullet[/i] to the [i]head[/i]. She considered herself pretty sturdy, but there was no way she would be able to walk away from the same thing.