[So that's how it is. Roy takes note of the smile on his face as he plays with Dogmeat -- yeah, he totally had a soft spot for dogs. That doesn't mean Roy's going to be showing his any time soon, but it definitely gives him points in Roy's eyes.

Also giving him points, that cocky smirk that he gives when he stares a little too long. Roy looks down to meet IV's gaze, features neutral as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket. He makes no move to shift this (what most people would deem "awkward") position.]

IV, huh? [He's heard some strange names in the wasteland, most from people who named themselves, so he doesn't have anything to say on it.] Some people call me the Lone Wanderer, but since I think you're an alright cat I'll give you my name. It's Roy.

[He actually gives his name all the time, he's just trying to sound cool, really.]