"Nothing in the world."

"Then let's go see the rest of it."

"Let's."

There's not much interesting between them and Diamond City, though, even once they hit the ruins of Boston proper. Dangerous wildlife, sure, including giant evil scorpions, but that's probably the wrong kind of interesting. 

Oh, and a notification on Ellie's radio that some new signals have come in range as they near the city. 

Huh, people are still broadcasting stuff.

She scans the channels to see what's up.

Looks like: 

-Diamond City Radio, which has music (a mixture of classic and from modern artists) and short snippets of news.

-Some less good music. 

-The Ham Network, a receive-and-boost chain of multiple stations and ham radio operators passing messages longer distances than surface radio stations can manage. Ellie pages into the middle of somebody's message to their grandmother in another settlement that the dog's puppies are healthy or something. 

-Some dude delivering a sermon. The message is pretty staticky.

-Somebody's ham radio ?roleplaying game? There's an argument about if the rules allow the players to... Something about fireballs? She's only picking up part of it.

-A transmission requesting emergency backup for a team pinned down and apparently being slaughtered by feral ghouls at a police station. 

(Diamond City seems to also just have boosts running for a lot of signals, and it's that Ellie's now in range of.)

"-Sounds like some people are under attack by ghouls. At... the police station in Cambridge."

" - Can I listen?"

"Yeah, hang on..." After some fiddling, she gets the radio to output through the armor's speakers.

...Hum.

"Yeah, we're ignoring that. Unless you feel like helping the ghouls out."

"You got a grudge or something? Against this, uh, Brotherhood of Steel?"

"They think people like me are abominations of modern technology."

"Oh." Ellie makes a face.

"Yeah, we'll just let them get killed."

Giggle. "My point exactly."

"Do you know anything about them apart from that?"

"They collect and hoard pre-War technology, insisting humanity can't be trusted with it - though they clearly can, since they'll use it themselves. They're a serious threat, especially in groups. They've collected most of the power armor on the continent, seems like, and they've got themselves a little empire they're building. They haven't been a problem locally before - they might be gearing up for a push, or at least scouting."

"Maybe we should swing by, then. See if they've got any upgrades worth snatching for me."

"And do our part in protecting the Commonwealth."

"Exactly."

"It's a date."

"Think I need to find some more ammo first, if we're doing this."

"Give the ghouls more time to soften them up, too."

"Where should we go looking for that?"

"...It'd be hard to find, period. That kind of ammo is hard to make, and a minigun's gonna burn it fast."

"Probably easier to just get you a grenade launcher or something."

"...I'm okay with that."