He nods, and waits until the four of them are front and center before he starts.

"Here's the plan. Originally, I was going to take you guys to D.C., try and figure out what to do from there."

He looks at each of them in turn, making sure of their attention before he utters the next sentence.

"Plan's changed. We've got an enemy, and a war."

"Some asshole named Caesar, out west," he continues. "Looking to conquer the whole region, and trying to conscript every able-bodied male into his Legion and enslaving the rest to do it. World seems like it'd be a better place with him gone. We're gonna try to do just that."

"I've never bullshitted you guys before. Ain't about to start now. I ain't got but a slight clue what's between D.C. and there, and only a vague idea of what's waiting for us in New Vegas. We move fast and we'll get there in two months at best. Lot can happen in two months. Could be we all die. Shit happens. Any of you want to back out and go your own way, now or in D.C., I'm okay with that. But once we start out for Vegas? We're committed."

A beat.

"I know it's a lot to take in, but - questions?"