Marcella
When envelopes with wax sealing was drawn instead of a gun, Marcella had an almost certainty what it was about.
She also smiled internally. To think that she reached all the way up from the Underhive to the Midhive with just her mind and spoke to Interrogator Ezekiel. Something about it made the Psyker feel warm inside.
Maintaining the visage, Marcella nodded once, "Thank you", and tucked the envelope away in the inside of her coat. Once they could do so away from prying eyes, Marcella opened it and withdrew the temporary pass.
Twirling it about between her gloved fingers, she offered a small, friendly smile as she held it out for Orla.
"You're welcome."