Anduin's eyes widen further, if it is even physically possible. Anduin is a diplomat, he can control his features when he must. But he has been caught by surprise in this moment, on a night when he has had no sleep, after having married a fox spirit and then... Accidentally blurting out some cover story of being engaged to his...

He does not even have a word for what Wrathion has to him. Friend is nowhere near enough. Best friend is still not right. And yet.

Anduin turns to glance away from Hermione for a long moment, fighting with himself about what exactly to say, but. She knows. She already knows, there is no point lying. At last he answers, "No, I. Can't say that he is."