West nodded as his name was called.
He'd accept the nomination, but he didn't particularly want it. Not that he thought he was above it, or didn't want to help, there were just... drawbacks. He believed --especially for Arrows-- that time in the field was critical. Power also invited power. As a tactician, turning over one's best cards was never a smart play.
He moved away from Halo, and nodded towards Dash and Uncarved.
"I'll second those."
He didn't know either, other than they had a desire.
Flushing hounds never hurt.