Terminal said
"This punchline sucks. Your jokes suck. YOU suck. But hey, we're three for three with the not being fooled by childishly toying with deadly weapons, come on down and join the club. Next you can shoot yourself with an empty rifle and then I can 'pretend' to beat you to death with a baseball bat, we'll make a grand ol' time of it." Poe unslung the aforementioned from his travel pack and lay it across the table, his rictus grin slowly spreading again as he leered eerily at Sabin with his obscured eyes.
Ignoring the insults, the soldier would smile, not exactly understanding the seemingly veiled threat. "Sounds like a jolly good time right there, why not?" He'd lower the hand holding the zipper from the air, studying it. "Well, now I just need to find out how to stick this sucker back on..." Turning to the backpack still held to his body, he'd try and hook the zipper back onto the base, but with no luck. The thin metal had been bent, pulled apart by the force. "Crap." He'd mutter, slipping the zipper into his pocket. Oh well. Turning, he'd hear the elevator clang open, eyeing a large, blueish creature of some kind standing in the carriage. The NCR soldier had never seen a nightkin before, not even a super mutant, yet he'd been told stories of them. All of them included bloody massacre, which obviously didn't provide him with a very good image of mutants.
"What the living hell, is that a super mutant? How the hell did it get in here?!" He'd pull his pistol out of the holster on his leg, holding it up. His hands were shaking, not knowing if the strange creature was going to rip his head off or what. As the nightkin approached him, nudging him aside to get to the grenade, he'd overdue his balance and fall onto his bottom. "Agh, it's gonna eat me!" He'd scream, holding up the pistol. Clack. Oops, he'd forgotten to turn off the safety...again. This would probably leave ample time for one to pull the 10mm pistol from his shaking hands, and even if no one did he'd probably end up dropping it in the next few seconds anyways.
Concerning the other people that had entered the room through the elevator, he would be too engulfed in his fear to pay them much attention.