The pauses whenever she spoke made him a little curious as to why it was that she did so, until she mentioned the Black ships. It should have made sense to him as soon as he laid eyes on her, but he had no contact with a Psyker before that he had been expecting something a little...different, he would admit. "So your a bolt magnet eh? Your....not exactly what I imagined when I would picture one of your kind." he said, tilting his head a little to look at her for a little more and memorized just about all that he could about her before stepping back to allow her some room from him. "My stories a rather simple one. Grew up on Cantus, hive gangs ended up killing my parents and I swore to get back at them and once I was old enough I aimed to joined the Adeptus Arbites. I intended to bring the gangs to justice until the Inquisition took me and now, here I am. Not much more to say." he said with a shrug and looked to Jon.<br/><br/>"Let's get moving before we get left behind or the Inquisition decides it no longer needs us." he suggested to the Psyker, moving slowly at first as he looked around at everything. "Rather fitting, considering the whispered reputation of the Inquisition." he said idly while following behind Jon while looking back to see if Lyra was actually coming.