[There is a comfort in the jab, a familiarity. This place may be foreign and Anduin may not entirely understand why he is there or what he should be making of himself while he is, but Wrathion is still poking fun at his speeches and he cannot say how relieved he is to see him here, no matter how complicated things may be.
He offers the other man a one-shouldered shrug, playing his fingers along his own (untouched) drink as he does.]
I am not certain the crowd would want to hear my own opinions about this place.
[He's fairly certain he has not been here long enough to draw them yet, in truth. Which is indeed part of the problem.
He studies Wrathion's face for a long moment, though he knows the dragon will be doing his best to give nothing away, before he continues:]
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He offers the other man a one-shouldered shrug, playing his fingers along his own (untouched) drink as he does.]
I am not certain the crowd would want to hear my own opinions about this place.
[He's fairly certain he has not been here long enough to draw them yet, in truth. Which is indeed part of the problem.
He studies Wrathion's face for a long moment, though he knows the dragon will be doing his best to give nothing away, before he continues:]
I did not expect to find you here.