Anna laced her fingers together, continuing to smile as Aura vented her anger. It was amusing, to say the least. Once the helmet was slapped down and the woman was finished, Anna undid her hands and idly tapped the table with one finger. "I can think of several reasons why you would do nothing the moment you reached this ship, most of which involve Tzeentch and a lot of plans. A pawn of Khorne wouldn't have the patience for this, an acolyte of Nurgle would have been teeming with plagues the moment they entered the ship to infect the lot of us. I doubt Slaanesh would go through the trouble of having her Astartes and one of her Greater Daemons destroyed just to get rid of a few Inquisitors when it could have had an entire planet. Leaving us with just the Lord of Fate to deal with."

She raised her hand, holding up an index finger to silence anything anyone might say. "However, you speak with conviction that I would not believe to come from anyone, save possibly the Alpha Legion. And I can tell that you are not under the influence of sorcery, so I have no reason to suspect you to be hiding any blessings from the Dark Gods. Adding all of this together, I have no reason to believe you to be one of their agents. Unfortunately, I don't believe you to be blessed by the Emperor either."

Her gaze turned towards the helmet. "Archimedes, please download the logs," she stated, and the psyber-raven descended onto the helmet. Its head was shoved inside, and after a minute, it popped back out, clicking its beak together. "Thank you. I'll review these later. However, I doubt you will be simply released. If it were my decision, I'd have to confined to the ship until further notice, and possibly send you to a monastery to let the Sisters decide whether or not you are blessed. Unfortunately, that is not my decision." She turned to look back at the Inquisitor in the corner, while Archimedes continued to glare at Aura. "What say you, boss?"