"I see. That is unfortunate." The heretek seemed sincere, and Setesh could not manage to penetrate her mental defences to notice any conscious lies. He attributed it to her being a heretek, and the alien, to Setesh, mind that implied. It was not the first time he had attempted to read one of the forges. "Then I hope we can find you any of the things you seem to need to be able to break the encryption." His consuming need to know had not subsided fully, but he had managed to contain it for now, at least. There was no point not to, as he would not be able to sate it at this time anyway.
A daemon in the tank, she said. He found the notion ridiculous. If there was one, Setesh would have been able to notice it straight away. And the vehicle itself had no characteristics of a daemon-engine either.
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Scrutiny test: [roll0] vs 65 (-/+ any modifiers)