Mercia visibly blanched at the giggle, her already pale face turning a ghastly white as she looked at the daemonhost, the Fleur on her cheek a stark black reminder of what the woman once was and was still capable of being when pressed by enemies. Still, this daemonhost struck the fear of the Golden Throne into her. Chaos could be used to fight chaos rather effectively, this was true and as she believed now after years of mellowing out her harsh believes and her jaded perceptions being twisted by the bleakness of the 41st Millennium but how long could one truly control what the human mind simply had no hope to grasp? That was the question that haunted her as she looekd over the pale, thin and entirely preternaturally graceful girl with her own hard brown eyes. Her hands were on her his, mainly to keep them from expressing any emotional cues that would give her away to the thing as it was no doubt good at body language. of course her comments did cause a flare of anger in the Inquisitor , the woman's eyes dialting just slightly before she reigned them back in and took a very deep breath. " It is of no concern to you how I preferred her.Though yes. Beneath me." There was a rueful laugh there, the woman shaking her head as she looked away for a moment then back to the host.<br/><br/>So the Eldar was what she wanted, it didn't surprise Mercia in the least that her daemonhost wanted the xeno , no doubt to send to Slaanesh. Still there was a ember of hate burning there for the foul thing and as useful as it was it was likely not be trusted any more than the flesh bound daemon before her anyway. Of course it would complicate things if she simply allowed the host her desire here on the ship, word would get out and screams would no doubt be here. Mercia looked Aura over for a moment, her brown eyes giving nothing away before she looked at her palm briefly, the Inquistorial Rosette flashing to life on her palm in the form of a purple colored electoo. It faded once more as she took her mind off of it and lowered her hand. " I can use my authority to requisition her use for the cell planet side.If something were to happen to her there it would surely be the fault of the Chaos sult or the Nurgling forces, not mine." The Inquistor shrugged and looked Aura in the eyes once more, this time locking them with the girl as she tried to get some read of emotion, real emotion out of the daemon." Who knows maybe she will vanish or worse. Only time will tell. "<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>