Edwin had quietly followed behind Constantine, having seen the Tech-priest before on a previous outing with Inquisitor Xersus. His hands danced around the knives sheathed behind his back and the laspistol by his side, the dark side of his heart itching to inflict pain. 

He shook his head in an attempt to clear his mind of screams and pleas. The medic began berating himself again for feeling this way; after all, hadn't he been doing his duty for years? Surely this got easier in time, when you no longer keep count of your victims and the blood you spilled? 

[i]Just clear your mind, soldier. Come on, empty your head and do your damn job.[/i] He let out a "whew!" and continued walking behind the Tech-priest, not wanting to make conversation despite his polite, small smile. 

In the temporary silence, Edwin's mind returned to the Inquisitor who had summoned him. The combat medic continued to respect the elder servant of the Emperor; believing in the cause of the Imperium under his eye had allowed him to feel at peace for once. Being around his lovely apprentice was a bonus as well, but Edwin felt that he would have stayed by the Inquisitor's side even if he had never taken the Interrogator under his wing.

The quiet man waited his turn after the Tech-priest introduced himself as Constantine Drustos. A fine-sounding name, Edwin thought, capable of carrying weight, respect, and fear in its pronunciation, compared to his own name. When the cyborg completed his greeting, Edwin stood by his side and made the symbol of the Aquila to the Inquisitor as he bowed his head. 

"Edwin Venator at your service, Lord Inquisitor." He said, raising his head after he had greeted his superior before moving to stand off to the side of the room. Seeing the Interrogator present as well, the medic nodded his head at her, praising himself for continuing to not stutter in her presence.

"Greetings, Interrogator Cassius." He said evenly, hoping to not betray his attraction to her.