“I have a question for you, how did you end up with the Inquisitor and his unique retinue? Such a strange gathering of the emperor’s finest I would say.” 

"Weeell... from the stories I've heard, and the power of requisition I know Inquisitors to wield in general, I would argue that we aren't THAT of an odd bunch." Adrianne replied as she cast a brief glance away from her work and Solares.
"I'm pretty sure there are weirder groups of people serving the Emperor out there in the universe."

Adrianne made a quick mental session of all the notable archtypes in the Inquisitorial team at the moment. There was the typical soldier guy, Stukov. The gung-ho battleborn Aviza there to smite all those who did not polish their shoes properly in accordance with the holy scriptures. And there was herself, a Sanctioned Psyker.

"You know, most of us are the battle kind of people. Not to sound condescending or anything but your role, despite your skills, is rather run-of-the-mill. I think the most odd-one out in the group would be me, being the Sanctioned Psyker; but then again, Psykers are hardly a rarity in any kind of specialist groups or important squads." Adrianne reasoned, throwing a smile over at Solares.
"While you guys are the experts on what's blasphemous, I do believe I'm the resident expert when it comes to the powers that we are facing."

Adrianne added at the end with a slightly confident smirk, feeling a certain level of satisfaction in knowing that her powers, as much as they may be despised by the Ecclesiarchy, were nonetheless vital to the survival of the Imperium; and without whom, people like Adrianne that was, the Ecclesiarchy and their vainglorious chapels would surely have crumbled long ago!