Sten was displeased by the presence of the Ork among this delegation, as he was at the psychic messages he sensed from the Eldar; having worked with the Eldar Harlequin before, he was familiar with his psychic 'smell.' He was unable to make out any details of the message, and neither did he care to, for it was business for the Inquisitor and the Inquisitor only. However, the Interrogator's presence disturbed him by far more. The subtle background noises he always heard from the warp died out as she entered the room, as did the flame at the tip of his lho-stick. He could almost see the emptiness of her soul spilling through her eyes, creating a choking cloud of... nothing. Sten shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Every fiber of his being thought only of getting out of the room and away from her, until his gathered his focus and followed the example of the inquisitor and the grey knight. Sten couldn't comprehend how the Inquisitor could be in the same room as her and show not a trace of discomfort. The space marine librarian, he was less surprised at for his lack of apparent discomfort, for the space marines were more than simply human, and likely were not troubled by many things mere mortals did. At least I won't have to worry about falling asleep anymore. he thought. He focused on the mission briefing, which was lacking quite a few details. The idea of jumping into the unknown was alien and uncomfortable to Sten, as he usually had a hint as to what he was yet to encounter. Perhaps the currents of the warp would clear once he got to the surface.