Geron hates this place. It's dirty, wet, and full of people that fail to appreciate his brilliance. He considers having Squarehammer rip the Techpriest in half, but doubts that would improve his mood. What's the point in harming people if they don't care when you do it?!

He turns to his compatriots.

"There's nothing of value here. We should leave this wretch to be harvested and move on."

Geron decides to pass the time by picking an expendable minion to expose to the picts. Best to see what effect they have on someone not already predisposed to mindless toil.