The sigh of relief came as a great reprieve from the stress of the situation. Octavian watched as the man who had fallen rose to his feet again. The man seemed very disoriented which is naturally how someone reacts after seemingly being near death. The air seemed to grow colder as the man finally looked towards him. "What are you?" the man said from a small distance behind the others that had arrived. Octavian stopped a moment to ponder the question, for if this was a test from the Inquisition, he would be wise not to reveal his nature so quickly.

After recovering to his full height and looking the man in the eyes, Octavian returned the question, "What are YOU?" he asked with a stern look upon his face. Before giving the man time to answer, he spoke again. "You have the look of a Psyker but what are you doing here?" Octavian was pleased enough that he had evaded the revelation of his true nature at least enough to discover if this was indeed a test. As the crowds of Scintillans buzzed on in the drone of the city, Octavian awaited an answer.