"I know what I see, when I look into a mortal's soul..." He began, slowly walking around her, his expression an arpaising one. "When I gaze into you... I see an innovator, a creator of new and wonderous things..." Now standing over her invention, and staring down at it with hte same adoration one held for a newborn child. "Such a wonderous creation..." he cooed, in that almost overly dramatic tone of voice. "Yet, I sense it is restrained, held back by the limits of what has been given to you for working with..." Slowly turning to her again. "I, would like to offer assistance... My sorcery to suplament your science..." As he slowly knelt, reaching for the gun. It was heavier then he thought, but he made due to lift it, cradling the anomally like an infant in the crook of his arm. Standing, he gazed upon it in mild wonder...<br/><br/>"You, need a power source befitting so fine a weapon..." Looking up to her, "I can draw immeasurable quantities of warp energy through aid of the Dark Gods..." Slowly lifting his gaze to hte ceiling, as he beseaching them from on high. His black hair falling in curtains about his head. "Slaanesh, patron of artists and perfection... Surely if I were to plead our cause to such a benevolent being of pleasure and creation, then power can be poured forth, through me, and delivered into the bowls of your invention?" Looking down to her once more. "The warp is beyond limits, to tap it as a power source, as I do my magic, I am certain you will see great, and profound results..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>