"Right now? I'm not sure I know what I want. Not if what they've said is true." That Azeroth is destroyed. It did bear mention, what Wyrmblood had said, but...he didn't know him well.

Then again...he did know Anduin. Wrathion suspected that he was simply being too stubborn for his own good. The king, for as young as he was (for a human) had never been given to making rash decisions. Sometimes, Wrathion suspected Anduin held more wisdom than he did.

"I will point out that this might not be temporary. Still." Wrathion couldn't stifle a grimace that exposed almost every one of his daggerlike teeth. "I suppose you have a point. Better your Light than..."

Well, he didn't want to name its opposite, lest he invoke it.