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Leal followed the servitor through the ship, the dull thud of his steps surprisingly muted considering the weight of his power armor. He noticed what seemed to be a paucity of crew, but made no comments. Perhaps he would inquire about this later. For now, he mused over how strange it was to be aboard an Inquisition ship. The prevalent "I" shaped icon was standard throughout the ordos, even though each one gave it specific variance. The Ordo Chronos was no different. But to a Relictor, the inquisitorial icon was the mark of their hunters, mainly the Grey Knights. It was the symbol of their ignorant brethren and the guardians of the Imperium that had threatened them with death should they ever dare return. As the captain and the servitor stopped in front of the elaborate doors, Leal considered the symbolism of passing these gates. 

Leal's blue eyes found the man in the grey coat, and he responded to the man's gesture by bringing his right fist across his chest. The left arm of course still held Leal's helm. 

The captain replied matter-of-factly, "The reception was adequate." 

The servitor left and Leal scanned the contents of the small wooden table. The Book of Law was fitting. He blinked in response to Varius' explanation. The circumstances were unusual, and Leal was indeed curious as to what exactly had happened on Alexius' ship. 
Maintaining proper etiquette, he replied with a general truth. "Loyalty means nothing until it is tested. I understand that only the Inquisition can test its own. May the ordo be strengthened by your efforts. 

As for what I require, there is nothing, yet I would ask that, in these moments while we await Inquisitor Commenus, you remain and speak to me about the Ordo Chronos. Tell me of the Imperium before the Final Ascension as you knew it. What have been your achievements in your study of time manipulation?" Leal smiled gently. He was afterall, human.