Jon nodded to the Tech Priestess "A pleasure as always Rhia." He always found tech priests a little unsettling particularly since he had attended the seminary, he was used to dealing with them from before then but his exposure to the Ecclesiarchy had made him a little more suspicious of them. Still compared to most members of the Ministorum he positively welcomed members of the Tech Priests of Mars with open arms. Having spent some time on board ships during his life where the air that you breathed depended on the rites and arcane lore of the Mechanicus you learned to be a little more forgiving of their... peculiarities even if they did just seem wrong, but that was something few said to a Tech Priests face. Rhia was unusual for a Tech Priest for reasons he hadn't quite figured out yet but at least she had been easier to get on with than many in their previous encounter.<br/><br/>How much longer, how many more levels and then how much further to their destination? Perhaps one of their number knew but he'd rather not be the one to have to admit a lack of knowledge so he waited as they rattled downwards. He gave a glance to the man in flak armour, perhaps a soldier picked out from the Imperial Guard or the local PDF or recruited from a less official body. The man appeared to be built like a tank. If this man was to be assigned to the same task then their would be violence or at least a very real chance of it, Jon didn't oppose it he just thought that someone less overtly sinister might be useful if they were to be subtle. He was drawing conclusions however and that might not serve him well, theories to suit the facts, not facts to suit the theories.