It wasn't a thought that Peggy quite liked either, though she was thinking less as a pet and more as a tool, the way that certain animals were used to help with farming and other things. "Honestly, I'm not sure that they can? After all, someone training and commanding an army of, say, ants does sound a bit ridiculous, doesn't it? Still, these are giant animals, irradiated possibly. Who knows how that's altered their minds? It might be worth investigating, though I must confess that while I've been able to whip some soldiers into shape for the war, I'm not certain I could do the same with the roaches." Nor, frankly, did she want to. But if someone could, that might not be a terrible thing either. Best to use the environment around them to their benefit, after all.

"I believe there may be something in his programming that stops him from sharing certain information with the dwellers of the vault." Not that she knew much about robotic programming, but it surely seemed a safe bet. "If anyone's familiar with robotics, perhaps we could convince them to tinker about a bit, but that seems unlikely amongst our lot." There were a handful of ways that Peggy could think of using Louis in a fight, both offensively and defensively, but that wasn't the same as extracting information out of him. "The fact that he believes we're better off in here certainly means he's going to be in no hurry to help us get out."