Wes had been listening silently as Angel spoke. He was glad that they were finally taking a stand, but one part of the plan bothered him. It wasn't that he wasn't prepared to defend the Hyperion, he'd died once for Angel and the others and he would do it again if necessary. But he did wonder why he was put on defence and not the spell. He sometimes thought that angel forgot that he was adept at using magic...maybe not on Willow's level, but he wasn't a novice.
He stepped up to Angel as everyone began organising themselves, addressing him in a calm, quiet tone. "I think, perhaps, I would be more useful helping with the spell," he said. "I'm better at magic than fighting and Illyria would be a better choice to lead the defence." He trusted Illyria and he knew should would be well suited to being in charge of the defence.