That flew over like a lead Horde balloon. Wonderful. Wrathion makes another grumble of distaste deep in his throat, but it's not really directed at anyone. Or if it is, it's self-directed.
Ugh. Yes, Anduin is that clever, and while Wrathion would prefer not to admit it, he'd said he wasn't going to hide things from the priest, now. And lying would be that. So he has to admit it. (Not that Anduin is twisting his forelimb, or anything.)
"I am. I've some sort of choice to make, and you know how well that goes." Making choices for others? Wrathion can do that, all the while keeping up pithy banter. Making choices for himself? He needs to dissect it, come at it from every angle, and make absolutely certain he's fully informed.
He ought to do that for other things (and other people) more often, as well. It might go over better.
"Until I do, many of my talents are...unavailable to me, shall we say?"
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Ugh. Yes, Anduin is that clever, and while Wrathion would prefer not to admit it, he'd said he wasn't going to hide things from the priest, now. And lying would be that. So he has to admit it. (Not that Anduin is twisting his forelimb, or anything.)
"I am. I've some sort of choice to make, and you know how well that goes." Making choices for others? Wrathion can do that, all the while keeping up pithy banter. Making choices for himself? He needs to dissect it, come at it from every angle, and make absolutely certain he's fully informed.
He ought to do that for other things (and other people) more often, as well. It might go over better.
"Until I do, many of my talents are...unavailable to me, shall we say?"