A man and a girl are sitting in the heart of a starship. They have a cat curled around them. They're the two most powerful known human psykers in the sector. The cat is the grandest and oldest of the phase tigers. Between them, they can level fortresses. The man and cat already have.
"Gerald, will it hurt?"
The man smiles warmly at the girl.
"The Fabricator general assures me, you won't feel a thing."
The girl, seemingly not assured by the man's statement, continues to question.
"Will it be cold? They're freezing me, right?"
"Not quite, 'Phelia. It's more like pausing time around you. We only have one of these pods, so you're very special to be put in it."
"I know I'm special Gerald. I'm more special than even you!"
A brief look of worry darts across Gerald's face.
"What's Mag Mel like anyway? Is it like the university? Dis?"
Gerald thinks. How could he explain the forge city to a child who had never visited one before. The shear magnitude of the industry inside, the strange, mechanicus dominated culture, the constant smell of scrubbed air. All that, and it was the child's first time in space.
"Is it scary Gerald?"
The man snaps out of his thoughts, and looks at her.
"For anyone trying to get to you it'd be the scariest place in the universe. For you, the safest."
Freezing Ophelia was a good idea. Even the girl herself thought so, though she did plea to be allowed to fight. Gerald still worried about it so much that he decided to be there every step of the way. If all went well, he could pick her up in a month, tops, and take her home.
"Captain O'Callaghan to the crew and passengers of his majesty's ship Winterspite. We will be docking at Mag-Mell and undergoing decontamination proceedings shortly. Gerald, please don't give me the headache of getting your bloody cat through control."
Ophelia looked worried, so Gerald, thinking quickly, picks up his communicator, then puts it down, realising he has a better way to do this. Grinning, he telepathically sends out a message to everyone aboard the ship.
"The cat arriving peacefully into Mag-Mel is our primary objective. Anyone found arguing about this is to file the objection directly to the governor. Pass my word onto anyone in the way."
Upon the bridge, everyone heard the captains face impact onto his palm.