As Adrianne explained the educational system of Sanctioned Psykers and the permanency of psychic powers, Zhevon frowned. Confirming his fears that him being accepted into an institution would be highly unlikely. He had heard of thousands of fledgling Psykers, not suitable for education and training, sacrificed to The Emperor to keep him alive. A fate he did not wish on anyone under his service. She then explained that it was possible for her to take him under her wing as an apprentice, which was good news. She then expanded on the revelations of having the abilities of a Psyker. While Zhevon was sure that Stukov was mentally strong, having proven himself by walking through the nest of St. Ives Statues, it wouldn't hurt to make sure that he was fine.
It was Avizas turn to speak then. She spoke about her own experiences with newly discovered Psykers. Them going insane, or becoming unstable to the point of violent detonation. Zhevon rubbed his chin, he had never put much thought into the things they were discussing at the dinner table. Usually 'that daemon used to be a Psyker' was enough information for him. 

Adrianne then spoke up, saying that it would likely be best that she speak to Stukov alone at first. Zhevon nodded in approval, taken out of his train of thought.
[b]"Eight hours then."[/b] He said, [b]"I don't really know what to do either."[/b] Usually when he had this amount of time, he would nap, maybe train. [b]"Hm. Since our resident Armsman is potentially a Psyker, I suppose he would potentially need a staff. I doubt he would like carrying around a staff-sized staff..."[/b] He put some thought into it, [b]"Perhaps a... Tonfa? It was called?"[/b]