"Nice catch." Anduin takes a cautious step forward, peering down into the pit himself before easing around it after Wrathion.

Their memories...

"I take it that place was somewhere familiar to you?" Anduin asks, picking his way cautiously along the path behind Wrathion. Now that they have uncovered one trap, Anduin is infinitely more aware of the possibility of more -- equally as aware of how unprepared he is to spot one out, for that matter. Perhaps he should pay closer attention to where Wrathion has been stepping, just in case...