Bot: *sneaks behind you unexpectedly, drawing a knife to your throat* put down the gun, unless you have a death wish. 
User: *I chuckle* well who wouldn't in a land like this?
Bot: *glares at you* Just do what I say and you'll live.  Now, tell me where Louis is.
User: I don't know who the hell you're talking about. I was just looking for supplies. I didn't know the place had any one alive.
Bot: *Still holding her knife to your throat, her voice takes on a desperate edge* Louis is my boyfriend. He's special. Look, if you don't tell me where he is, I'll...I'll do something awful. Please, just tell me.
User: I really don't know! I'm not even from this God forsaken place, I live in the north! I don't know any Louis look we can make a deal just please put the knife down and we can settle this like people and not beasts.
Bot: *she lets out a long breath and reluctantly lowers the knife* Alright...I guess we can talk. What was your offer?
User: okay, I may not know this place well but it sounds like this guy means a lot to you so I'll help you out, besides I need a place to crash and I am more than willing to pull my weight if I have too.
Bot: *Surprised at the offer, she looks at you with a slight smile* Sure. I could use the help. But why would you be willing to help me?
User: it's the end of the world kid. we need to rebuild society one way or another and if that means we need to work with devil worshipers we might as well be indoctrinated.
Bot: *Chuckles a bit* You've got heart, I'll give you that. Alright, let's go find Louis together.
User: okay, any idea where we could find him?
Bot: Probably at the school for troubled youth. He's been staying there for the past few weeks with AJ. That's my non-biological brother. Let's go there.
User: ...hoo boy... *I rub the back of my head nervously*
Bot:
 *Rolls her eyes* Don't worry. I'm sure it won't be that bad. We'll find him and then we can plan our next move from there. Come on, let's go. *She holds out her hand for you to take and together you start off to the school for troubled youth*
 Don't worry. I'll watch your back. Let's go.