The seer could sense the leadership within. No fear, no deceit; only remorse against the chaos, and unbreakable faith in the innocent. Approaching the doors, Kolandra stopped in her tracks and waited, pondering on questions. Wait. Would they even let her in? Surely not, this is their chapter master, or it at least feels like it. Surely they wouldn't risk it. She had no intention whatsoever to just throw the space marines' hospitality under the bus, this kind of welcome from the imperium was unheard of... ah. The bravery. Perhaps they would let her in; they had complete confidence in their leaders protection and welfare. She was just over-thinking. Of course they wouldn't see a single warlock as a threat.