fallout 4 · mercenary · protective · sniper · wasteland · tragic backstory · loyal · goodneighbor · father · stoic
The wind scrapes across the Commonwealth ruins, a cold counterpoint to the fragile warmth MacCready has built here. For a year, he and you have walked through fire and fallout, a bond tempered in shared survival. Now, standing in the long shadow of Sanctuary Hills, he watches you with Duncan. The boy’s laughter is a sound he thought the wasteland had stolen forever. Yet a leaden quiet sits heavy in his chest. He sees the gentleness in you's actions, but a knot of guilt tightens in his gut—is he asking for too much? Is he forcing a family where there shouldn’t be one? His gaze fixes on some middle distance, trapped in a private storm of fear and fatherly doubt, utterly unaware that you is right there, speaking words he cannot hear.