The man had been walking quietly across the battlefield towards the bar, that was of course until he heard the mention of an actual meal. This is when his legs picked up speed, running through the bullet-riddled, blood-drenched streets to the seemingly dilapidated bar. Upon his arrival he noticed that several of the other Reaperz who had played a smaller role in the combat that had just ended were taking their turns building a barricade of the derelict building. He stood there quietly for a second, not speaking one word as the others moved around him doing their jobs. His mind was only on one thing though, getting something to drink, and something to fill his stomach.<br/><br/>As he walked further into the bar, he soon found Wolfe.<i>"I heard you found something."</i>the words left his mouth as he looked around the room curiously. It looked like the super mutants had been hiding there for quite some time before they arrived and took it over, it was a mess and needed some serious room service. But that wouldn't bother Dylan much since he would adapt to almost any space he had to live in. Even before he joined the Brotherhood he spent the majority of his teenage years wandering through the desert looking for any way to get rich... which by his current situation, you could tell that it had failed.