"Um...maybe." Declan looked unsure, glancing down at the green and gold fabric in one hand and the medallion in the other.

"I agreed to lead a team in the next Iron Banner. I...I don't like leading," the Titan murmured, moving to fold the mark and tuck it into his gear belt, the medallion going in a pouch. "I always end up in more arena matches. I don't know what it is, but I really don't like fighting my own comrades, even if it's only mock battles for training. Hm. Anyways, Lord Saladin said the storm should last more than a couple hours. You want to go to the commons in the barracks? Or just stay in the ship until we can leave? I can show you around, if you like..."