Dropping the Force cloak, he reached out, meaning to tug her feet from under her and silence any cries with an invisible hand over her mouth while simultaneously moving forward with enough speed to catch her from her fall and replace the Force 'hand' with a physical one. If successful, he would whisper sharply into her ear:

"Keep silent and you'll not be harmed. You have information I need of the Inquisitorious."

The Senator nodded in response, she didn't try and make another sound and she didn't try and struggle. The voice wasn't the same of the Inquisitor that had been, so that was at least of some comfort, but not much.

"You had a visitor earlier tonight, Senator. A... friend... of your husband's, I would say. I need to know what he wanted... and I need to know where your husband is now."

He asked his questions and the Senator paused before she answered. "Who are you? Another Inquisitor?" She asked as she stepped closer, but only a bit, as she tried to see who she was talking to at least. "Do you need to search the estate too? Could you try and not throw everything around like the last one did? I just got it all picked up." She was trying to be calm, but inside, she was panicking.

"The Inquisitorious? No, no. I don't serve that sort. They and Palpatine are one side of a balance, and an impermanent one at that. As for searching... I came for you, Senator. The people I represent have a vested interest in your husband. I, however, have a vested interest in the man who was hear earlier. I recognize his unique taint. Can you tell me where your husband is?"

"You can have the man who was here earlier, that is for sure. He was here asking about my husband as well...thinking our marriage is a sham and all." She blurted out, and afterwards she realized she maybe shouldn't have said anything about that. Ilanah shook her head. "Either way, I've already sent a message to Moff Brandt about him." She mentioned casually. The Moff, despite having no power on Chandrila, had lots of friends, and she felt better letting him know what had happened so that he could make sure that the matter was dealt with.

Her thoughts turned to Kal. She understood that he couldn't tell her where he was, and she knew that it was important to his job and her safety. Nevertheless, it bothered her that she didn't know where he was and that she wasn't certain he was safe. It had been a while since she had heard from him and for all she knew, he was dead. At least, that was what she was worried the Inquisitor was coming to tell her.

"What do you need him for?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her mid-section casually. "He's.....working...." That was really all she knew.

"Moff Brandt? Another of the men who are impermanent. His name will be dust in the wind a thousand years from now, but the 'work' men like your husband do will live on. He is a killer, you know. Little more than an Imperial thug, imbued with the Force and all too-ready to turn on his former Jedi companions. I want your husband though, because if he is anything like your actions have shown you to be... perhaps he is not all lost, and perhaps those I serve will have a man inside the Inquisitorious, where we can help shift the balance back to where it should be."

She suddenly felt...nervously uncomfortable, to say the least. Was this man truly and decidedly against the Empire? She couldn't be sure and it wasn't safe to even delve further. Besides, who could truly trust someone who had snuck into their home and scared the daylights out of them. The Senator opened her mouth to speak again, when there was a metallic rap on the door. Dimitri happened to be between her and the door, so instead she went for the alarm keypad which had a small screen attached that fed in from the security cameras.

It would likely surprise Dimitri that she did not hit the alarm button, instead activated the screen to see who was on the front porch. "Perfect...." Her gaze went to Dimitri for a moment before she backed away from the screen that was switching between cameras. The house seemed to be pretty well surrounded.

Maximov was surprised when she did not call for help; surprised indeed. Perhaps there was no need for anyone to die tonight. Deftly, Maximov's right hand slid to his left wrist and punched in a sequence of numbers on the reinforced wrist-mounted datapad there before leaning close to Ilanah. "I am Shiv Rennick, bounty hunter you have hired to keep you safe. You called me here tonight to chastise me for not protecting you from the Inquisitor. If the men outside find otherwise, I will have to remove them from my path. My cause is a higher calling than the lives of these Imperial servants, Senator."

The Senator made a move for the door to answer it, without giving him an answer. He hadnt really asked her to do it, but made it more of an order.

She opened the door and looked to the white armoured stormtroopers on the porch. "Is something wrong?" She asked, appearing genuinely concerned.

"There is someone here, Sergeant. I hired him on as additional security a few weeks back when I left Coruscant to travel a while. His arrival here was a little late, don't you think? I was just actually admonishing him for failing to perform his duties when that Inquisitor came by earlier. Probably off drinking in some bar....you know bounty hunters...unreliable." She sighed and smoothed her hands over the stomacher of her gown. "But please, feel free to look around if you like....just to settle your curiosity or whatnot." Ilanah smiled and moved further into the house, her gaze going to Dimitri for just a moment.