Maybe, just maybe, West might admit that she was just a little nervous. But even so, a few months before her first year on the Project came to a close, she thought she had done fairly well. While she might not have come out of every mission unscathed, they were always complete, not to mention she'd found a place as Recovery-Three. Things had gone, for the most part, well, or at least she hoped the Director agreed.
After her physical, she made her way to Command, more eager to get the whole thing over and done with. A quick nod to the guards at the door and then she was inside, standing tall and ready, waiting for whatever was to come.