[color=00aeef]Spend: 1 Negotiation[/color]

"..." It was hard to hide the sudden disdain Ramona felt for ZBD_ZEN-- hedging your bets and covering your ass was one thing, but to so readily throw your mates to the wolves like that? Despicable. Spineless. [b]Sloppy[/b]. You looked out for those close to you, [i]especially[/i] if you were calling the shots. Treating them like aquilas to be spent... feh. She'd be of use, but any respect that might have been garnered was dashed against the steps they stood on.

"Not just yet." Ramona's scrutinizing gaze flashed away again, to the two Astartes as they stared each other down-- seemed Vigrid had conceded in whatever posturing they were doing. Now that blows weren't raining almost faster than she could track, she knew a Hiver Handshake when she saw it. Scratch one immediate problem off the list, anyway. "No sense deepening the Council's grief with needless haste. Surely you all mourn for the loss of the Archmagos."

One last probe. Get more of a feel for just how desperate the Electromancer was right now. 

"Apologies for the interruption." Ramona again bowed respectfully to the tech-priest, biting back the bile and barbed comments she wanted to throw right now. [i]Spineless[/i]. "I'll... keep your words in mind."