No. The few know about it the better

You decide to say nothing and listen as Antoinette jumps into a rather emotional narrative of what she describes as your "Dance at the Verge of damnation".

After a while, you drift oft in a light sleep, your doctor still telling you everything that had stored up the past 15 days without pause.

The next 6 weeks fly away as you are finally rescued by Fleet recon elements who were sent to investigate the destruction of the "Martyrs blood". Your retinue is diminished as no trace of Ri'ven or The Baylist sisters remains. The Vostroyans are down to platoon size, their entire chain of command wiped out. From the ship's crew only Crick, her first officer Iason Lund and a loudly complaining Alene Ricci are rescued.

You are imediately isolated and rerouted to one of the capital ships. Once you are confirmed to be untainted, a team of Magos Biologis settles on your pitiful form, equipping you with bionic replacements for your left eye and stomach and regrafting skin on your face where the fire melted your flesh away. - It is excruciatingly painful, but you are somehow able to retain your previous good locks. The Implants and mental injuries, stay however.

In the evenings you sit at your desk, issuing a Carta Extremis against your lover and Mentor. You leave no detail, the ink bleeding pure truth onto the parchment scroll as you scribble your burdens away.

During your time of rehabilitation, you often think about Anna and if it was the right choice to make. After all she had been the one to elevate you from the rank of mere psyker. Trust had never been an issue between you as you had shared cases as well as passion. It is with a certain trepidation that you come to realize not to have known her so well after all.

But Despite your longing for Anna , her sudden confession had made you jump into old training habits without much of a thought, something you are increasingly grateful the more you think of it.

The scribble halts, the carta is done. All that remains is your seal to be placed. You inhale sharply. Suddenly, there is a knock at your chamber's door....