The dragon's face is suffused with uncharacteristic happiness--as he'd been brought here, he'd been downright grumpy to most of the other people, so there may even be another individual or two who pause to gape as they cross through the lodestone chamber.
"It is you!" The joy is equally diffused through his voice, and though his eyes have sparked to vivid life, he only extends his head very gently to nuzzle the human. He knew the Alliance had just been spewing propaganda...
"I'm glad you're safe here. I had no idea--well. I'm glad," Wrathion says, stopping himself from going overboard. He flattens himself to the ground, lowering his head now so that Anduin doesn't have to crane his head up to look him in the eye.
"You weren't at the shrine I arrived at. Did you come here through a different one?" he asks, curious. Wrathion had heard that there were other shrines, but he hadn't had time to go off and find a library, yet. Nor the inclination.
no subject
"It is you!" The joy is equally diffused through his voice, and though his eyes have sparked to vivid life, he only extends his head very gently to nuzzle the human. He knew the Alliance had just been spewing propaganda...
"I'm glad you're safe here. I had no idea--well. I'm glad," Wrathion says, stopping himself from going overboard. He flattens himself to the ground, lowering his head now so that Anduin doesn't have to crane his head up to look him in the eye.
"You weren't at the shrine I arrived at. Did you come here through a different one?" he asks, curious. Wrathion had heard that there were other shrines, but he hadn't had time to go off and find a library, yet. Nor the inclination.