So it seemed the gathered Adepta Sororitas would not need their power armour, for the most part. Or at least that it ought not to see much use, if they wore it. She ought to have asked about that more specifically... well, it was too late now, and she was sure she'd have time to dress appropriately once that was made clear. Otherwise, they need not make any special adjustments in order to adapt to the planet's folk; they set out for the ship in due course.

And then, as they approached the craft, a thought struck Alexa: why, if they were unlikely to be involved in combat, would a Crusader be present for this mission? Such faithful warrior-monks were, to her understanding, purely suited up for battle in defense of an Inquisitor? Indeed, that was the very second thing that left Markus Therebus' mouth, though she imagined Inquisitor Kliment would be meeting them on-planet when he finally made his presence known. Nonetheless, he was a fine specimen, with obvious power within his frame based on how readily he hefted his storm shield to form the Aquila, and she imagined well-suited for battle with a power spear to accompany it.

And on the other hand, he was utterly dwarfed by the Sister of Battle by his side. In fact, she was only a little bit shorter than Alexa herself, far burlier for it, and clearly far more irritable, shown in her stance, her expressions, and her terse self-introduction. All in all, a bastion of the Emperor's Light in ways Alexa herself likely couldn't be, though as her position in the Order of the Transfixed Saint confirmed, she made up for her failings in other ways.

She had, however, expected the Confessor to make some form of verbal acknowledgement toward the new members of the group, and so the fact that he failed to do so seemed, to her sensibilities, like a bit of a snub. Were they not trained in their roles, as loyal to the Imperium, as faithful as anybody else present? Their attire suggested so, and Alexa was nothing if not trusting. She held faith that they'd be true to their attire, and returned the sign of the Aquila to Markus and Caroline when it became apparent that the priest of their group would not.

'Greetings, Sister Caroline, Crusader Markus.' Ugh, she hoped the vox would at least partially convey how pleased she was to see them, but she wondered not. 'I am Sister Alexandra Christina, of the Order of the Transfixed Saint. Your presence with us is much appreciated; I imagine Inquisitor Kliment will be along shortly, or else will meet with us on-planet.'