She wasn't thinking about that too much now. More the challenge of keeping him safe and healthy. She'd have to try and talk to the doctor, see if he had any ideas about people who had come from vaults or something, and weren't as used to ambient radiation. And she didn't want him to worry about it now, so she covered it with a smile. "Come on, let's go down to the bar. I'll buy you a drink."

Uh-oh. What drink? Nuka-cola was popular, but damn radioactive, if tasty. Alcohol wasn't much better. Pure water was actually a treat around here, but he might not see it that way. She'd have to play it by ear. "Come on, we'll go over the roofs." He might like that, at least.