... What?
-Gracia now has her hands up to her collar, calmly breathing in and out-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?You are trying to distract me from the issue at hand. You have harboured an enemy of mankind.
-Sparks flash around Gracia's finger tips as she tries to concentrate, careful not to exert herself too much-
You cannot understand what is at stake with a psyker on the loose.
-And then the collar falls from Gracia's neck-
But I am impervious to your words. My armour is my contempt. My faith is my sh—
-Things go silent-
-Dead silent-
-Gracia is at Charity's side-
-She mouths something, and then claps the shock collar onto her neck before the Sister regathers her wits-
-The Sister twists around to face her, holding up her sword. As she does so, electricity courses through her from the sudden movement, sending her to her knees-
-Gracia shouts and shouts and shouts at her, totally silently-
-And then with a snap, the field is gone. Charity lies motionless-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

But... but the buildup is already in, um... the thing they're from.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI