"Of course. For most people, simply travelling through the warp sparks that primal fear all humans have of the unknown, layered on top of what little truth is common knowledge, For me, it is not unknown - the Geller Field shields me like it does us all, but it cannot blind me and still allow me to do my job. I know and see exactly what dwells in the Immaterium, and I would have to be stupid, insane, or both to not fear it."<br/><br/>He continues to sip at his own drink, taking a moment to eye it critically and think about refilling it just yet.<br/><br/>"Now that it occurs to me, this is something else we have in common. You drink to erase the feelings of the trip, settle your anxieties and fears to rejoin the real world. I do so to wipe out the memories, dull the feelings it leaves me with so that I can function like a normal person for a time. It's not something I would explain even if I could find the words...some things are safer left unsaid and undescribed...but there are times when I praise the Emperor for leaving me with the capacity to imbibe alcohol, when He took away so many other options."<br/><br/>To her other question, he shrugs. "The captain only gives me a destination, and expects me to find the best way there. I don't know what we're doing on this planet anymore than you do, or the rest of the crew. When she tells me it's time to leave, it'll start all over again."