The eccentric and well-dressed Rogue Trader looked up as the sister adressed her,  the pearl capped teeth she had glinting in the light. " Ah...and here she is. I was informed by your cannoness that I should be expecting you. I assume your quarters are fine?  Hopefully not an insult or offense I hope? " she quirked an eyebrow and her warp-purple eyes lingered on the face of the sister for a long moment and then shot to those of her first mate and bodyguard. He was jealous. Anastasia had known him for a many good years and he was defensive over her,  and a little driven by his own selfish lust of her. He was a good man though and Emperor knows he earned his lay through undying loyalty alone.<br/><br/>As the tech priest stirred and adknowledged her whims and then followed with his own questioning she nodded slowly. " Yes. Sorry to have tought you along in such a crowd. Go warm the engines and rouse their spirits,  and make sure the Gellar field will be 100% operational.for our shunt into the Empyrean. "  One of the beautiful female.servitors would free the sister a drink as well, as the machine was programmed,  the trader wathing the sister subtly like a hawk as the cogs in her head were put into motion.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>