With the conversation about the spoils over Cremutus spent a few moments repairing his badly damaged body. Resetting bones, sealing wounds with synskin and repair cement. The warpsmith was prepared to move on the enginerium again after a short rest. Hefting his Combi-Melta, Slaughter spitter, again he advanced down the hallway keeping an eye out for more Skitarii or other ambushes.

 Keeping his vision system in the infrared spectrum helped him see in the near darkness of the hallway. Quickly he came upon the door to the enginerium, which was locked and sealed. The large blast doors protecting the rest of the ship from the volatile plasma generator inside, these walls where impenetrable to Cremutus's weapons and his systems where not meant for this sort of intrusion. 

He stood there for a second considering his options when over the ship vox a message was received. "This is Prince Alaistair Godwin Lafayette Captain.....” Cremutus stopped paying attention for a few seconds while triangulating where the voice was coming from. “.....Forces who once served Beraesh, surrender yourselves to the forces of the Dark Desire and be welcomed as future brothers aboard my magnificent vessel," the voice finished. Surrender? The Warpsmith did not remember the last time he had heard that word. 

Deciding then and there he would meet this prince and see what he was made of Cremutus looked to the Sniper and said let us go to the bridge. Along the way they met up with the Apostate Pontifica Atremisia. Whom with Cremutus got in an argument with. Realizing that he was wasting words with a human who specialized in weaving them Cremutus took the higher road and stopped talking to her while she turned her back on him in perceived triumph. The Sniper, Apostate and Warpsmith as well as their cohort of guards and servitors proceeded to the bridge enforce to deal with this prince Alaistair person.