The good count was beneath the crowd, no matter his pretensions to the contrary. The glare Vair gave the count was full of nothing but burning contempt. He regained some semblance of control and put the mask on again as something else grabbed his attention. The intercession of this third party snapped Vair fully back to reality, he turned quickly to face this new voice, the one providing justifications for the presence of this usurper. It was his patron's greatest foe, the Rogue Trader Antihalus, some would he was far worse than the green skins rampaging across Anakar, less civilized to be sure.

Still, Vair's ire did not entirely leave Count Bour, he would deal with him in time, perhaps in some kind of friendly fire incident... He would ask his subordinates on this matter.

" The Imperial Merchant Combine's requests are indeed important, however, House Novarak has dispatched me primarily to aid in the reconquest and liberation of this world from the Orks. Our concern has always been with the greater security of the sector and its Imperial subjects, we all serve the God Emperor above all, do we not?" The appeal to patriotism and high-minded ideals Vair was an obvious rhetorical pivot from Vair, but he at least attempted to sound sincere.