Before the captain even had a chance to speak, the little war meeting was interrupted. Two humans, one apparently and Adeptus arbites, and the other appeared to be a commisar. Vergil's mind burst with alarms, it didn't feel right, why was there suddenly a commisar? Why was she attended by one of the Adeptus Arbites? There was one more thing, how she addressed the captain. Vergil had met many commissars, and without fault they had talked to the space marines like any and all humans should, as their superiors. Always it came with my lord, or lord space marine, or sometimes lord captain, but this commissar spoke to the captain as if... she was his equal. It rubbed Vergil the wrong way. And he intended to voice his concerns. 

"A lord commissar? I was unaware the Imperial guard would have any presence here," Vergil stepped forward, approaching the commisar and Arbiter, "When did you arrive on Corillia? And by what right is an Arbiter present? I was not told the Adeptus arbites were providing military support on Corillia either." Vergil's sarcophagus stood quite close to the commisar now, some would say slightly to close. "The forces of the Archenemy approach this world, and they have agents that could be attempting to subvert us from within as I speak," He turned to face his captain, "Captain Marius, does the human speak the truth? Or shall I crush her and the Arbiter with my claw?" His Dreadnought power claw opening and closing as he spoke.