Septus' his voice comes from behind. "Not this again Rickard... We've talked about this. There was no way of knowing for sure who was guilty or innocent, so an Exterminatus squad was necessary. That are the procedures. That's how it's written in the Lectitio Divinitatus." The man in black comes into view with a glass of wine in his hand. He sits down in a chair opposite of Rickard and looks at him with disappointed eyes before taking a sip from his glass. "I thought you of all should know this by now. We've made Letalé safe and that is what counts in my eyes. Anything else is just a byproduct." 

He takes another sip from his wine as he looks around the room. It was a busy day. It seems many Inquisitors had returned to the capital and all had come for a quick drink or chat to the Hearthfire. He saw many people laughing and smiling as they toasted to whatever grand story was told. Septus simply rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to his own partner. "Look at those fools. Almost losing themselves in the pleasure of alcohol. Hmpf... At least drink a sophisticated drink like wine for example. But no... it has to be beer of all things." He takes a last sip and sets the glass down on a small side table. "No Rickard. I stand by my point. Exterminatus was the only solution."