With a brisk nod, Torin stepped back from the Arbitrator, joining him in steadily surveying the room. The man seemed friendly enough - here's hoping he was honest, and, through that, trustworthy.<br/><br/>He almost smiled at the Techpriest's tone of voice, suppressing the urge through fear of appearing unprofessional. He understood where the man-machine was going with his skepticism - Torin himself had flirted with the idea of becoming a lay-brother of the Mechanicus, early in his life, an idea he had abandoned a long time ago - and he was faintly surprised that the Rogue Trader wanted the man to tutor the new girl. But then, he supposed not everybody would be so understanding when it came to the Machine Cult, so there was always that.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>