Horus: Perturabo, you're among brothers. You could turn to anyone here for help.
Perturabo: You think these buffoons could help? Theyâre buffoons.
Horus: They are not buffoons.
Fulgrim: *Screaming in the background cause he turned on the kitchen lights to see Konrad perched on top of the fridge*
Horus: Some of them are buffoons.














