Doc Mitchell chuckled and Quinn smirked at Tobias's quip as the former nodded, [color=5F9F9F]"I haven't used that old thing in years. Figured someone such as yourself could probably use it. Good luck out there, and don't go getting killed again anytime soon, yah hear? Take care, you too,"[/color] he directed his last comment at Quinn as he walked the pair to the front door, Quinn already standing outside in the dry heat. She nodded and smiled in reply, but otherwise said nothing to him.

[color=CDB5CD]"I'll help you find Victor, I need to take him home anyway,"[/color] she said after Tobias had bid a farewell to the doctor who had saved his life. She was still surprised that he felt well enough to be up and about; whatever Doc Mitchell had done worked far better than she ever would have expected. The gift of a pip boy was no small gesture either, they were pretty rare now and she had witnessed someone kill for one back in New Vegas. It would certainly be a useful tool for his line of work, being a courier and all. Her father had one, and kept her mother's too, but both had long since been broken, and while he was perfectly capable of fixing them, chose not to, for whatever reason. 

Quinn started down the dirt path leading from the house to the road, not exactly sure where Victor would have rolled off too, but she figured it wouldn't be too difficult to find him at this rate. She shrugged her duster on and shoulder her backpack, looking over her shoulder to make sure Tobias was following. [color=CDB5CD]"So, um, do you remember who shot you, or why?"[/color] she asked, tilting her head slightly.