Lyons: "Okay, guy, one of us is totally going to have to make a heroic sacrifice and rush into this room being bombarded by lethal amounts of radiation to fix this water purifier."
Me: "What about Fawkes, the companion I just made not 20 minutes ago? He specifically stated that he was immune to radiation poisoning. He can go in and enter the code to turn on the purifier."
Fawkes: "No, I don't think so."
Me: "You don't think so? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
Fawkes: "This is your destiny, I won't interfere."
Me: "...What the fuck? You traveled across the country to save me from probable death by the Enclave, expending God knows how much time and energy, but now you won't save me from certain death by doing something extremely, awesomely simple?"
Fawkes: "Yeah, destiny. All that."
Me: "Fuck you Fawkes and fuck you Bethesda. What the fuck, seriously?"