Expected Guest

[Jazzi]

From the moment Revenant mentions the possibility of the Sentinels going corrupt, Catherine's focus snaps back to her. Her eyes watch her with a hardened, steel to them, and her smile drops for a stern expression. The only break in her intensity was when she reached down to fetch and take a bite from a Yam cake, eyes never leaving their post.

"From what I've gathered so far, it sounds as if these Sentinels would not adhere to any diplomacy or conversation. Yourself and this Harbinger, talk as if they are not on the same 'side' as... apologies, that's crass talking abouts sides but you know what I mean. Are they automated of a kind, then? Outside of Nomadic control entirely?"