"A plan?"
Roboute Guilliman asked in confusion, "What plan, Central Hub? When did you and our father draw up a plan?"
"According to confidentiality regulations, I have no authority to disclose information of this kind to you. However, out of my personal sympathy for you and the Primarchs present, I have decided to reveal a little. This plan was drawn up by an S-rank clearance holder, emergency Captain candidate, The Emperor—namely The Emperor of Mankind in the narrow sense. As for the contents of the plan, you will know them very soon."
"Are you serious, Central Hub?"
"You are mistaken on two points regarding whether I am serious. First, I am always serious, because I am not human. I can maintain my full focus during every passing second. Second, if you believe this plan, which does not even have a name, sounds unreliable, please ask your father. He was the initiator. I am merely the executor."
"All right, all right, Roboute," Sanguinius had no choice but to interject. "Stop sparring with the Central Hub, unless you are not aboard the Vengeance."
"Negative, Sanguinius who possesses a pair of beautiful wings. Even if Roboute Guilliman is not aboard the Vengeance, so long as he is still using Glyph Array technology, I can still perform the 'sparring' behavior you referred to with him."
"...Please begin, would you, Central Hub?"
"If this is a request from Sanguinius who possesses a pair of beautiful wings, I can agree."
The Archangel wore an utterly incomprehensible expression. He looked at the others in disbelief, seeking help. Apart from Lorgar Aurelian, who was still dazed, only Lion El'Jonson showed an expression that said he had known this would happen.
The others all looked as though they were holding back laughter. Even Guilliman was the same.
"...Very well.