The crusader stood firm as the ship touched down neatly near him, his only reaction to be to adjust his hood, which had been blown back and off of his head thanks to the force of the engines touching down. The sister standing next to him, whom he had been mildly surprised to see towered over him, he had no doubt, was here for the same reason, and whilst her height was... Hrm. Irritating was the wrong word. He did not [i]become[/i] irritated. Ah well. He was taller than the average imperial citizen, and he had never found size to be an issue when he was fighting. Perhaps it helped her to 'secure' herself when she was firing the heavy weaponry she was carrying. Or maybe she was augmented. A possibility- the progenium often lead to injuries. He should know- he had inflicted some.

When the inquisitor disembarked, he couldn't help but instantly kneel. He held a hand on the shaft of his power lance, the purity seals fluttering slightly at the movement, and lowered his head, his storm shield barely shifting at all thanks to the size of it. After the kneel, he rose to his feet, resting his lance inside the crook of his arm and showing impressive strength by signing the aquila with his storm shield still attached to his arm. Then, he pulled out his sign of office smoothly, showing it to the group. 

"Greetings. I am Crusader Markus Therebus. I am currently looking for Inqusitor Leland Kliment, I don't suppose you would happen to be connected to him in any way?"