[@Letter Bee]

Nathan heard the order to retreat to Vault 81, and knew immediatly that it would mean the death of everyone in the Enclave. Instead, he set his Vertibird down behind a large factory, and proceeded to rip out the homing beacon, fry it with his laser rifle, and switch off his radio. "I love my country, but at least I know when a tactical retreat is in order." He mumbled as he spat at the charred metal, moving to begin scraping off the Enclave symbol from his Vertibird and Combat Armor, and tearing the patches off his fatigues. With any luck, he may be able to find some sort of settlement where he could hide away for a while. Hell, even the Brotherhood of Steel sounded good at this point....
[hr]David witnessed not only the retreat of the Enclave, but also the rush of former slaves, captured by both the former Raiders, and the Enclave themselves. He turned to the others in the Brotherhood's party and said "We should do our best to free them. No one deserves to live like this." He would then holster his weapon, and set about looking for ways to remove the collars.