Cain notices the increasingly clipped tone, but he can't quite put his finger on why that is. He pauses for a moment as he tries to puzzle it out without being obvious, but it's still rather unclear.

"Orks and anything else on the same planet? I'd call that a joke." He almost snorts into his lukewarm non-alchoholic cider. "Otherwise, I believe you mean abhumans. There are some in the Imperium, after all, who do perfectly respectable jobs."