Anduin is of a similar mindset to Hermione himself. The 11th floor intrigues him, and he has always enjoyed a good puzzle.
But there is something about this lighthouse that gives him pause. Zenobius, perhaps. Anduin has been spending a great deal of time around the lighthouse keeper, up on the 12th floor, trying to better understand the man after the incident with the boats. It isn't easy, and he isn't certain that he's learned all that much more than he knew before, but...
Anduin is just wandering down the stairwell after another session of trying and failing to communicate with the elusive old man, when a commotion catches his eyes on the steps below. Hermione, huddled over a man who is clearly in distress. Anduin closes the distance between them in short order, intending to offer his gentle assistance when the words die on his tongue.
"Wrathion?" he breathes, looking to Hermione with alarm. "What happened?"
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But there is something about this lighthouse that gives him pause. Zenobius, perhaps. Anduin has been spending a great deal of time around the lighthouse keeper, up on the 12th floor, trying to better understand the man after the incident with the boats. It isn't easy, and he isn't certain that he's learned all that much more than he knew before, but...
Anduin is just wandering down the stairwell after another session of trying and failing to communicate with the elusive old man, when a commotion catches his eyes on the steps below. Hermione, huddled over a man who is clearly in distress. Anduin closes the distance between them in short order, intending to offer his gentle assistance when the words die on his tongue.
"Wrathion?" he breathes, looking to Hermione with alarm. "What happened?"