Ma'am, he will bore you with chainsword stories. And the chapter relic weapons. "I can try to get one to show you." He might have enough Bones, if she really wanted to see one.

Gadriel was a little surprised at the way she just hopped on his lap, but he did say he was warm. He put out an arm to brace her back if she needed it.

"Sergeant," he says, with something like a shrug. "It means nothing here. Back home I was in charge of a squad of men. Most of them have gone to the Golden Throne." Which is to say, dead.