The Sister raised her eyebrows at the Horatio Drake's comment towards the hefty woman attempting to get his attention. His manner of insulting seemed almost nonchalant, as if the words came simply because he viewed himself as better. Given the heavily armed and well-armored retinue around him, there was likely some truth to that fact.

"Follow me, boy. Keep close and I will ensure you are not harmed," she intoned, although her eyes remained forward rather than moving towards the orphan whose hand she held. Striding quickly towards the group, back held straight, a small touch of caution entered her mind as a man foolishly dashed into the open towards Horatio, avoiding some shots at him while yelling "Don't Shoot!"

Sighing at the inane manner with which simple men could act, the Sister raised her hand as she made her own approach. With hope the trappings of a member of the Adepta Sororitas would stay their fire. "Greetings, captain," she called out. "By the grace of the Emperor, I shall by joining your voyage."