Locke closed his eyes and appeared to be chanting a prayer under his breath. "Okay. I will grant you the use of one, ONE of my Valkyries. And a pilot. Look, we're going to be glassing the whole damn side of the moon in two days. Only way to get rid of the greenskins. So whatever you're going to be getting from there, you had better do it damn fast." His eyes narrowed on the abhuman, fist clenching. "I don't care if you are under the protection of the Inquisition. While you are in my area of operations you will keep yourself covered and not tempt any of my men, witch."