West saw Washington heading toward the canteen area as he walked in. "I recognize that fella... He's the one who got his gut utterly demolished by the first robot we saw. He seened like a decent guy." West said to no one in particular, but Delta responded anyways.

"It's a brilliant idea for you to try to get to know your team." Delta reinforced.

"Yeah, I thought so too..." West responded. "But at least one on our team doesn't feel the same."

"Something happen?"

"Just nearly had an altercation with Arizona, just because he doesn't like people. Supposedly."

"Sounds like a rather interesting character."

"Yeah. That's one way of putting it." West muttered and looked down and off to the side. His helmet was still on, but he didn't notice. The guy never payed attention to that and tended to forget since he was just so accustomed to having it on. "Hey, man. What's up? I'm West Virginia. You can call me West." He said to Washington and offered a handshake as he stood behind him, waiting to be served. He tried to sum the guy up. People like Washington tended to not be much, but when you take into consideration that he was just here, a supersoldier in a project dedicated to supersoldiers, he had to say that the guy seemed like he could handle himself. Of course, Garret could too. And he always liked using the fact that he is a sniper to make people assume that he couldn't handle himself in hand to hand combat, when the reality was that he'd never been "outmarksmanned" or beaten mano a mano.