[Xie Lian frowns, looking rather uncharacteristically grumpy and disgruntled, if you've been around him before. He's usually quite congenial, smiling and accommodating, but right now, his gaze on Anduin is less than amenable.]

... You were healing all these people back in Taravast, and those are barely scratches. What good are you if you can't even take care of these?