"Im nervous around psykers, and unsantioned ones, at that," MkLear answers. "Ive seen what warp can do, and I dont want to have anything to do with it, sure as sure."
He then leans a bit forward, staring uncomfortably where the Seers eyes should be.
"Having a portal inside your head, which can at any time allow the demons of the immaterium to manifest in our universe is a dangerous thing. If I was in your place, Id do my best to hide it. You may feel safe here among these outcasts, but there are agents of the Imperium everywhere, and they wouldnt think twice about terminating you."
He leans back and lights yet another lho-stick, cursing silently to himself noticing how many he already smoked.
"Or worse," he adds. "There are far worse fates than death for the likes of you."