<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0f/Resident_evil_5_fairy_tale_sheva.jpg)</div>Celeste nodded to Xanatov, speaking softly but assertively, "I will lead them in prayer, welcome them to the Emperor's flock, and lead by the example of my own deeds and the strength of my own resistance to evil and temptation. Though we face evil, we are blessed for we go in the name of the Emperor."<br/><br/>There was as much unsaid as had been said, however. She could not make glorious speeches as Claudia had done, and the dark skinned missionary knew full well they were there as much for the glory of the Itugan clan as they were for that of the Emperor, but she dared not make such a comment in public, and maybe not even in private. As well, there was a brief glint in her eyes as she had spoken of her resistance to temptation, a twitch of her lip as she wondered what he would make of such a statement.<br/><br/>**********<br/><br/>As captain and crew braced for an encounter, Celeste moved to stand behind Xanatov and slightly to the side, where she could be in a position to observe and render what assistance may be necessary, without getting in the way of anyone with more defined responsibilities. She stood stock still, the picture of calm, which wasn't just a show... she had complete faith that the Emperor would not forsake her to die so soon out in the cold of space. She had faith that the Sarangeral would indeed persevere in her mission, which would begin in earnest by dealing with whoever it was that now challenged them.