Adrianne had wasted little time in walking as fast as she could down the stairs, pretending to take her time but obviously hurrying as she rush-walked towards the table.

Sitting down and looking around for a moment when the attention of most of the people in the room was away from here, she would take the opportunity to fill her plate with two large strawberry pancakes droused in no small amount of sugars. With a work and a knife held firmly in her hands, she assaulted the defenseless pancakes with the savagery of a khornate berserker and the precision of a howling banshee, slicing it apart and gobbling it up almost simultaneously; only slowing down whenever she realized someone was looking in her direction before continuing her murderization of the pancake whenever they looked away.

"I would like your opinions on the matter, Psyker Velenthin,"

With a large piece of pancake still in her mouth, Adrianne would immediately pause to look out across the breakfast table at the Inquisitor.

Swallowing the mouthful, Adrianne would place her knife and work back down on the table as she gained a more thoughtful look on her face, realizing that most of the attention in the room was now diverted towards her.

"Hmmm... well." She started, moving the back of her hand up to the bottom of her face as she looked out into nothingness with her purple eyes.

"Unless our armsman is suffering from some kind of curse, spell or possession, any psychic feats done by the man could be a suggestion of a psychic gift which as far as I know - are permanent and lifelong." Adrianned reasoned while looking back at the Inquisitor.
"Most psykers start their training when they are young. At least that's how the institution that I was raised in worked. Not many accept psykers who are already in their adult years... "

Adrianne then paused, playing casually with her fingers against the fork on the table before leaving it in peace.

" ... but I am qualified to tutor and guide fellow psykers, in accordance to the principles of my institute. I could take him under my wing, enabling him to still accompany us, but!"

The psyker would note, raising her hand as she leaned forward across the table.

"People experiencing sudden revelations, such as discovering psychic powers into adulthood, are often shaken by such experiences! Stukov may have taken a physical beating in our last encounter against the cultists, but for an untrained psyker to be in such a close proximity to demons and warpspawns as we were, he may have taken serious mental wounds. And I'm not just talking about his psychic powers. I am referring to his mental health. The dangers of the warp are not only in the physical destruction it can cause or the daemons they can summon forth, but in how they can shatter the sanity of people who come into contact with them. If Stukov really has psychic gifts, it is time we have a group conversation with him!"