He nodded, catching the correction. There was always a kind of possessiveness involved in what a guild leader could do- what only they could do. He wasn't about to deny Duncan his due.

"Right. I think they're all set up on the outskirts of town. Hard to miss a bunch of berserker tents." He looked aside, around the room. He remembered how it looked, having visited the Vahishta a time or two. "I should leave you to your work, then. God knows I still got some shit to get done. If the cardinals don't take up too much of your time we can try and draft up something for the other guilds later. I'll try to get a head start on it myself," he said, shifting and standing.