Helmuth's fingers now slipped the auto-pistol already from it's sheath, whatever the voice was in the distance, he didn't like it. Then the metallic-hum, his eyes shooting upwards to stare at the black clade Assassorium warrior he placed the auto-pistol back into it's sheath. Staring at him he nodded softly towards his far more experienced assassin before taking a moment to admire his strength and.. the psyker abilities it seemed he had taken to himself. Or maybe a small grav-engine, whatever the case, Helmuth was quite impressed.<br/><br/>To hear though that a Female inquistor would be commanding them made Helmuth's ego crinkle, he didn't like being bossed around and even more by females. Still, she was the Emperor's will made manifest, so he had too. Wether he liked it or not, then as the barracks opened up Helmuth walked in quietly, staring at Caine as he left. To have a personal cloacking device required a great deal of money and experienced to aqquire, walking towards the nearest bunk he looked at the top and decided that would be his. Hopping up onto the bunk with the grace of an Eldar he smiled at his fellows.