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“Did you enjoy the experience?” TalOS asked his brother in a trivial manner.
“Experience?” The Macraggian gave a laugh as his brother summarized a Primarch’s relationship with food in a single word, “It was an odd one. Never had I had a food which so easily fooled my mind.”
“It is only easy because I research it.” Shot TalOS’s mother as she pierced her lips, “It took me three weeks of research to find something that your brother could eat. Imagine your son telling you that he knows the lives of those he ate. It was both a blessing and a terror.”
“I can imagine. When it was first happening to me I did not say a thing thinking everyone had those experiences. I was corrected after a year.” Guilliman laughed as old memories came up, “It was a particularly nasty beast that one was. It was so rotten I tasted it.”
“Oh, interesting.” an odd reply came from the Priest as she gave a courteous bow to TalOS, “I need to get back to the workshop. Do not break anything.”
“We will not.” TalOS told his adoptive parent which was joined with a small bit of what Guilliman learned to be binaric code.
That was a little odd, Guilliman realized. Was that code given to notify him or was it something else? It was too short for anything substantial to be said the Primarch reasoned. So maybe it was a command of some kind?
He was the Fabricator General. Maybe there is an extra dynamic in their relationship because of that.
The two of them ate a little bit more, much to Guilliman’s mixed feelings. He was honest when he said it was an experience eating the meal but the thought of it having humans in it still rubbed on him. The Primarch chose not to show it, and if his brother noticed his discomfort he did not show it.
One thing Guilliman noted was that TalOS had a confidant. A Tech Priest by the name of UZ1 C0LT was close to him and Guilliman had not seen a person match her description anywhere near them. He wondered where she was, and if he should be worried of why she has not shown herself.
It could be anywhere from the woman working on paperwork to setting up assassins for Roboute’s life. The latter was extreme paranoia, so Guilliman decided the former was more reasonable as he knew he had his brother’s trust.
