[Anduin is confused himself for a moment.

Object...?

He raises his hands in front of himself, waving them back and forth slightly.]

No, no, not at all! I hope I am not intruding too much upon your space. It is a gracious invitation, I was...

[He hesitates, uncertain how much exactly he should explain himself.]

Attempting to lighten the mood. Poorly, from what it would seem. Humor is not among the disciplines they cover in training for the priesthood.

[Still, he Tries.]