Dominous's eyes widened beneath his verdant mask, giving no attention to the flickering displays of the vital signs of his brothers-in-arms. Instead, his attention was set fully upon the Wolf as he departed. Firstly, the act he committed against his own kinsman was atrocious, an abominable act that left nothing but a sour taste in the Apothecary's mouth. Yet, even that bitter taste was a minuscule distraction to what now flooded his mind.

[i]'How does he know?![/i] The thought echoed within his cranium as it threatened to consume the Dark Angel. It was no secret to other chapters that the Dark Angels guarded their pasts with an almost fanatic zeal- dwarfed only by their overwhelming desire to appease the God-Emperor. And this was for good reason, as a heavy number of their kindred fell to the taint of chaos shortly after the vile treachery of Horus. Even now, he resisted the urge to audibly condemn their souls and pray for forgiveness from their Patriarch... Yet all that secrecy had been for naught, as even the Wolf had heard tale of his chapters plight.

"By the Throne," Dominous swore inaudibly under his mask, watching as the wolf disappeared into the treeline. At this point, he swore he would make the Wolf pay for ousting his chapters darker history- and bring honor back to his chapter. Yet, he could not openly display this- instead merely giving a heavy sigh as his attention back to the Librarian as he awaited his input.