Skandi sighs.
"No. What you can do is see creatures of darkness, detect infiltration among her soldiers, provide information on Thorns, and communicate along long distances instantly. One of those - one of them! - I'd be willing to eat crow for, literally or otherwise. And this is besides the fact that you were beside me in Nexus, when we carved our path to the mercenary-monster. A Solar with a daiklaive is worth more than a hundred men."
He paused. "You... mishandled that conversation. She hates the Immaculate Faith - she has good reason to hate the Immaculate Faith; it makes good men monsters - but once her head clears, she'll realize how useful you are. She'll never say she needs you, but she'll see it. Pride is her weakness. It can't be ours."
He reaches out to touch the gemstone. "I didn't notice anything, but I'm not very noticing."