[Anduin winces slightly. At Wangji's chiding. At the other man's discomfort. At the visitor's yowling and the things that he is saying, by the Light. He cannot actually mean to do such a thing, can he?
Anduin casts a wary eye over his shoulder toward the door before looking back toward Wangji, his expression pinching with concern now. The fact that he is still sitting like that on the floor is... Telling.
Also: worrying.
Anduin presses his lips together for a long moment, before hazarding:]
I can speak to him? Again. I cannot guarantee he will not return tomorrow but. For now...?
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Anduin casts a wary eye over his shoulder toward the door before looking back toward Wangji, his expression pinching with concern now. The fact that he is still sitting like that on the floor is... Telling.
Also: worrying.
Anduin presses his lips together for a long moment, before hazarding:]
I can speak to him? Again. I cannot guarantee he will not return tomorrow but. For now...?