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A solid second was spent staring at the odd creature as it made it's ridiculous demand. Every piece of information in the Imperium? For a moment Rhemus thought he was being had, that this was some strange expression of extraterrestrial humour, of the sadistic and nonsensical kind occasionally displayed by the Eldar. A comparison which had up until this point seemed quite apt. But even the Eldar knew when to make sense, and this entity, for all of it's powers, seemed to lack any basic logical understanding of scale. Or perhaps it had merely mistook the Imperium for some wayward village, with a handful of juicy gossipy secrets to hide. Rhemus alone knew several secrets that would get the entire planet nuked from space if they were to get out, or at least would have had the planet been anything less than the new home of the Golden Throne, and the God Emperor himself. No less ridiculous was it's demand for a demonstration, as if Rhemus was supposed to pull an Imperator Titan out of his back pocket so it could show off. This was a level of both arrogance and sheer ignorance that baffled the Librarian, and there was an awkward pause as he struggled to regain his composure.

Of course, even with these ridiculous claims, it's casual admittance to blatantly ignoring Rhemus' warnings were far more worrying than it's apparent naivete. The moment he parsed the creature's words, he fired a single bolt shell into the ground at the creature's feet, internally groaning at the amount of lenience he was forced to show. "Then turn it off. If you are so incompetent to be unable to even control your own sensory capabilities, then I doubt any military operation would benefit from your intervention. As for your apparent desire for our information, your very knowledge of my name is a secret that most would die for, unwillingly. If you so much as touch another thought, whether through physical or telepathic means, I will be forced to retract the remarkably amiable treatment I have been granting you up until now, and act out on the logical course of action. This would be to eliminate you, and be done with it." He sighed, sizing up the creature, wondering how to word his threats in a way that would pierce the ever-present shell of inhuman arrogance that seemed to surround the creature like an emotional forcefield. But there was no way to make apparent to this creature the threat it was under without, in fact, shooting it, which was the very conflict he had been working so hard to avoid. Effort which no doubt had gone completely unnoticed by this creature, remarkably.

Interestingly, the mutant named Martin interjected in a surprisingly bold, if blunt, fashion, appearing to share this alien creature's sense of invincibility. As a Space Marine, Rhemus was used to civilians, even mutant civilians with weapons, cowering in fear at the mere sight of an Angel of Death, and yet this strange creature appeared happy to chastise this powerful energy being, even as he spoke massively out of turn. It was a level of fearlessness born from either a jaded acceptance of death, or the will of a person who was unwilling to compromise their opinion for any threats of physical harm. A mentality little valued in a citizen of the Empire, but encouraged in it's warriors, a position which seemed oddly fitting considering the creature's unimpressive stature. Further adding to the positive impression was the fact that the ideas it proposed were sound, and it's demands reasonable. Rhemus made a mental note to personally keep track of this particular individual as he was absorbed into the administrative machine of the AdMech.

"As... Martin... suggests, I believe a more profitable agreement could be reached. It would be preferred if you demonstrated your abilities on our common enemy, as opposed to one of our very own engines of war. Such things are rather hard to replace, and I believe a field demonstration would more accurately depict your use to us, would you not agree? Meanwhile, I am certain that an exchange rate could be established for Imperial information of a variety of kinds, in exchange for your services. In addition, of course, to any information that could be garnered from the Tyranid themselves, which would be shared among us." This creature was rather troublesome, but if it turned out to be more trouble than it was worth it could be cut loose after demonstrating it's combat capabilities. At worst it was a bit of snack food thrown at the Tyranid, at best it was a useful engine of destruction that could be paid off with generally useless information. Either way, there was little to no loss for the Empire.

"In regards to the Space Station, I believe you mentioned the destruction of the location that would usually hold the power core, which would most likely have inflicted severe damage to the surrounding areas. Several techpriests will be dispatched to investigate the station and repair it, if we can. If we are able to provide and install a power core it will certainly be attempted, although if not you can also be placed in one of the labs aboard our own space station." Rhemus doubted that Martin would actually get to work on the station itself for quite some time, as the Mechanicum would obsess over it for at least a week before allowing the rest of the Imperium to even look at it, and even then it would be deployed or dismantled as was considered most useful. But his safety would be ensured. "Do not worry. I have no doubt that you will find the Imperium more pleasant than your previous home. Take into account, by the way, that artificial intelligence is forbidden within the Imperium, or at the very least may not be connected to any major systems." Aliens mind reading loyal marines was of course an atrocity, but there was nothing wrong with some precautionary surface scanning performed by a Librarian. Especially one whom's task was to discover all he could about his allies. Although he had no intention at this point of reading anything but the bare surface thoughts which this fellow practically radiated into the warp.