With the Deacon leaving, the battle sister lowers the bolt pistol and sighs as she watches the Ogryn drag the corpse away. "You know that purging the heretic from existance is better done with the fires of the Order," she says before holstering the barely used weapon, her dual inferno pistols on her waist while her pistol is currently holstered under her jump pack. The battle sister walks up to her entrusted Inquisitor and giving a small bow. "What is my next mission sir?" she asks while taking a knea and bowing to her sworn protectee, even if he somehow knew just where to put his command as well as how to have them act.