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Kelbor kept his silence to allow the divine to think about whatever he wishes. If it was anyone else he would have been annoyed at that prospect but the Fabricator General both respected the man the Omnissiah was and was still a fervent follower of the Cult Mechanicus. To him there were some things that were but cloth over the eyes, stuff like the Emperor being the Omnissiah. These were however set dressing that a majority of his followers understood.
It was known that the Omnissiah had yet arrived. That the Emperor was not the divine they were waiting for. Only the being before Kelbor Hal now fit what he thought the Machine God’s Prophet would be and especially as he appeared in their darkest hour.
Finally the Omnissiah turned to face the Fabricator General of Mars once again, +My apologies. Even during these dire days my mind drifts amongst the stars.+
+I cannot expect a being like yourself to care for only us here and now.+ Kelbor admitted with what might have been too much humility for someone like him, +You are the Omnissiah, a Prophet to all of the Mechanicus. You wonder for there is more to reality than what I see.+
+You are correct, deeply so.+ The Omnissiah agreed, +This fight is not only on the material front but the mystical and metaphysical. So much is bending and turning that it is hard to keep a staunch defense on all fronts.+
+Then allow me control of your servants, those who follow us as I have before.+ Kelbor placed forward to his Prophet, +If you must fight elsewhere than I shall assist you.+
+Do so.+ The Omnissiah simply answered.
Kelbor gave a firm knowing nod as he declared next, +What shall be my parameters? Is there a focus on the forges and complexes upon Terra?+
>Food Production
>Ammo and the arms for them
>As much manpower as can be salvaged.
