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The Primarch reached over and grabbed the bottle of wine, noticing how it went to half full as he filled up his glass. They were not attacking the bottle as fast as TalOS thought they would. Looking towards UZ1 the girl only had two sips as her entire attention was drawn into the conversation between himself and the Regent.
TalOS couldn’t blame her. The Primarch realized he had a breakthrough of some kind.
“TalOS, how did you see that?” The Sigillite brought up with a hint of suspicion in his voice, “With the nullification around you the witch-sight you possess is suppressed.”
Even without his psychic powers that TalOS was sure the man would use upon him Malcador was able to catch a moment’s detail. The Primarch did not really know why he allowed such a slip to occur. Maybe… it was out of respect for the man or maybe a simple mistake. Or maybe something in the back of his mind told him to trust his creator.
The Primarch knew he could not lie to the man and trust was a two way street, “I shall give you an explanation if you give me one on the fate of those Psykers that you mentioned.”
The man grew a slim smile as he began, “They are the Fifteenth Legion. A Legion where eighty five out of a hundred are Psykers.”
TalOS felt a moment’s warriness as he looked at the man before him, “You made an entire branch of Astartes Psyker based?”
“Indeed. You see we were trying to find solutions to bring against the Warp and from personal experience the Warp is most affected by itself. Logically we would employ a force that we know for certain can face them on equal footing. These days though they have proven themselves in need of a guide lest the Warp overtakes them.”
“You speak of one of my brothers.” TalOS caught the meaning of those words without even a moment’s trouble.
“Primarch Fifteen has proven itself capable of thought even before being fully formed. Simple Telepathic communication at such a short range was natural to him. If he still speaks to the Emperor I do not know, for he seems to keep it a Private matter.”
“Secrecy among Psykers is not something I can take in good faith.”
A tinge of wonder went over the eyes of the Sigillite as he took in those words, “Then we shall finish the trade. How have you seen the Warp?”
