Vor mused over the response for a moment. What the Brotherhood considered worthwhile tech changed from time to time. She had a few military grade circuit boards, some fission batteries and the like, maybe when she got there she could find someone who needed scrap to patch a wall or a gun or some such thing. She shrugged.

"If you're paying, I'm coming." She replied, taking note of the lowered weapons and tucking her 10mm out of sight. "You wouldn't happen to have a spare sidearm would you? I'm running a little low of ammo and could use the protection."

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