With the threat now contained, Honoria shook her axe free of gristle from a terribly unfortunate mutant, and wordlessly turned her attention back to the trees she had been cutting. Unless someone else needed medical attention, she was simply going to ignore the Interrogator and the Commissar; their directions would waste valuable time on unnecessary chatter. She was obviously upright and mobile, there was no need to [i]report[/i] that fact.