[Are there any slaves in this camp from the Mojave? Any I am able to buy the freedom of?]

Caesar shakes his head.

By this point, any slaves taken in the Mojave campaign have been scattered across my empire. We also tend not to take the slaves of more civilized societies.

[What about what the Mojave can provide, in terms of trade goods and natural resources.]

Caesar once again shakes his head and gives a look of disgust.

You can discuss any economic topics with Dead Sea, my envoy to the Mojave. You and he may hammer out a trade deal that will consist of much of what you’re after.

You decide to pivot and discuss the tunnelers instead.

That's troubling to be sure, but unfortunately the NCR must be conquered first. Know this, Courier, everything pales in comparison to the struggle against the Republic. Dialectics.

Not this again. You need to change the subject before he starts rambling about Hegel again.

[Are there any other factions of note? Is it just the Legion and NCR?]

In the former state of Texas and Oklahoma is another one of those fucking Brotherhood of Steel chapters. They’re too focused on fighting some other faction up in the upper-Midwest to give us any issues. The Khans have set up some little kingdom in Wyoming but they’re still too busy huffing Brahmin shit to do much. Is that all?

[It is, but I have a favor to ask of you. I ask that you leave Zion to me. I have plans for it and the people there.]

Caesar leans back in his bed again, tenting his fingers over his mouth.

I will grant you that, Courier. But I do not want Graham paraded around, my magnanimity only goes so far.

Your ride from your chair, knowing your time with him is up.

[I will go out and do my work, and you yours. When you are ready to cut the head off the snake, you know where to find me. You’re blessed by the Gods, Caesar. You're meant to succeed, because otherwise the NCR would not exist.]

Caesar smiles and closes his eyes.

Go, son, and do me proud.