Vor Shinse had largely kept to herself while the rest of the group had set up camp. A few were moping around, others had set up a watch while she sat with her back to the fire, reloading clips and wondering where the nearest trade settlement would be. She was busy making a mental map of the surrounding area when a Brotherhood scouting party revealed themselves and began asking about the island. By the end of the conversation they were offering sanctuary at the Citadel and talking about accepting ghouls and super mutants into the Chapter. Desperate times, she supposed. And of course everyone seemed to be jumping at the opportunity.

"Next ting you'll tell us you're accepting synths too." She muttered under her breath before looking over at her haul. "So," She spoke up, making sure she could be heard, "The Citadel willing to trade scrap or are your lot still only about the high-end tech stuff?"

BoS caps were as good as any other and the sooner she could offload this haul, the better. Who knows, maybe she could get her hands on some of their precious tech before she left.