[Well, coercion and combat are the top two job responsibilities of the Inquisitors. It becomes the default, after a while. Roll into a place, kill someone as an example to get everyone to fall into line. The Second Sister never needed masked poison. She might not even realize that her instinct to strong-arm has gotten in her own way on getting that original answer.

She gives a low chuckle, almost teasing as she leans forward a bit in her chair.] Nothing damning. A bold woman, who hides nothing. [It could be a compliment. It could be a flirt. Or even a backhanded way of suggesting there must be something damning to learn about Sybil. Oh, but there is her pride, and she can't help talking herself up a bit when the question comes. It's relevant, isn't it? It serves a purpose to establish that she is certain she can find what she wants.]

The technology here is passable. I see a planet that made a breakthrough, then stumbled and consigned themselves to stagnation in the pursuit of psuedoscience and self-gratification. There is much more to see in the galaxy.