Herold kept himself quiet for the most part. A grim faced sentinel with weapons at the ready. He admitted he was surprised at how casual everyone was acting, save the Sororitas up front. His question to her was that why they would invite him here if he was not to speak and guide them? He gave a shrug to himself, and a quiet grunt. It was not his place to question the Inquisition or the Inquisition's choices. He would simply be along for the ride. 

The hissing of the vehicle was a signal for them to get out, and he stepped out onto pad C-21. He surveyed the area, realizing at once where they were. He should have suspected they would be using one of the Sororitas vehicles, and his suspicions were confirmed when they stepped onto the Elevator that led downwards to the land vehicle bay. 

Adrianne's servitor nearly bumped into him, but he didn't flinch or make way. He simply stepped as he would, making his way in. "[i]If the Arbites had gotten behind that thing, I fear we'd end up exterminating every lower middle class or below from here all the way along the path to our destination.[/i]" That made him turn to look at the unnaturally tall and pale woman. 

He felt something off about her. He had not survived this long without a certain sixth sense. He could have given a witty retort back, but he decided now was not the time. "This world's citizens are relatively civil and uncorrupted," he replied, settling himself down once more in the Rhino. He'd ridden in one before on Dalheim. "Then again, that means about half of them are questionable in their duties to the Imperium."