The others' replies.
Represented their respective stances.
Almost none of the original Sons of Horus had given up on returning to the Imperium.
To them,
there was nothing wrong with bearing the burden of their past mistakes.
Moreover, they did not believe they themselves had been wrong.
They had followed Horus into the forces of Chaos.
But they did not believe they had betrayed the Imperium, because what they had always been loyal to was not the Imperium, but Horus.
So they had not betrayed Horus. Now that Horus was telling them to return, they still would not betray Horus.
As for how the former Imperium would view them, they did not care. As long as Horus believed it was right, they would follow Horus to the end.
Not a single Son of Horus had ever forgotten the debt of gratitude he owed Horus.
In war, the Emperor and humanity had always treated them as coins, as bullets to be used at will. But in Horus's eyes, they were living, breathing people. They were proud to be Sons of Horus.
The Luna Wolves were merely an honor bestowed by the Imperium.
But the Sons of Horus were an honor Horus had bestowed upon them.
It was an honor belonging solely to them, one that no one could take away—not even the Emperor.
So now, they felt no shame at returning to the Imperium.
They had indeed killed quite a few people back then, but those people should already be dead. Given the intensity of the Imperium's wars, even if they had not died, they had probably been stuffed into coffins by now. So there would be no awkwardness in running into old acquaintances.
Horus had no idea what these people were wildly mulling over in their heads.
If he had