[Nathan sighs. He'd been hoping to find the facility's command center and fuck on the desk of whatever General had been in charge here. Nathan had plans. But now his plans have to switch. He has to re-exert control here.]

In that case, I expect a report on conditions in the bunker, since you've been here long enough to have conducted a preliminary assessment. But first, this is Dr. Zellweger. Dr. Zellweger, this is Dr. Singh. He was a researcher back in the Capital. Deathclaws was it?

No, effects of stealth fields on human tissue.