Nathan entered the Overseer's office, after securing the vault door to stay shut until he returned to his post. He had to arrive to speak to her about the recent trade decline with the traders and merchants that came by. He sat down in a chair in front of her and glared at her as he spoke. It wasn't directly at her...it was just whoever was overseer that really pissed him off. And the fact that she was the daughter of the ass that let the guys into the vault...it just made her even worse to him.<br/><br/>"Michelle, we really need to talk about the decline of sales and trades. We're running low on Caps and I've been forced to sell most of my guns and ammo except for my hunting rifle and its ammo. If we keep on resorting to selling our weapons and ammo, who's to say another group of raiders won't come in and take the vault for themselves? We can't keep bringing knives to gun fights. We should seriously talk about relocating everyone in the vault to take them...to the wasteland. We need to find some outside shelter for us to live, that way we'll have easier and quicker access to anything worth trading out there. And we can send small caravans and such to come back and get pure water to take back to the settlement we find as well."