Zakira:
Well, technically she could go for some disappointment. Some anger. It is not the wisest thing in the world to go against her sire yet, but she will get around to it. Sooner or later. For now she gathers power, overthrow the tyrants of the world she can actually take down. Question is if the scholar is helping one, if killing her aligns with her own goals. Could go either way. Always think for yourself, do your own investigating. People in power never want the truth to come out, never want their secrets told. This scholar, if someone powerful wants her eliminated was probably important for something. Tzeentch knows that knowledge is always important. When its Acerath, god of secrets? Something is up.

She commands the crew to dock at the space station. Her ship was known as The Crimson Cutlass and her crew was all female. She had her preferences, Slaanesh understood. She needed to know where those cultists are going before she pursues. Zakira will walk out, her two katanas sheathed on her left hip, wearing black boots and pants, purple shirt, red vest, white cravat with a big black coat and gold lining. Complete with a little Chaos Undivided pendant dangling from her neck. The Lancebreaker docking in the same system? Can't be coincidence. Not in this backwater. She will go to the same cafe and sit down at the same table, across from El'Ashel, casually. She ain't afraid of some tau stooge.
"Hey, Tau. You seem important with your ship and uniform. Know anything about some Acerath worshippers? Came through here recently."