[Anduin is a patient man, Wangji knows this to be true. He has seen Anduin's patience tested time and time again, as the villagers arrived at their door and Anduin had, uncomplaining, listened to their woes, given his best advice where and when he could, and gently sent them on their way.
Here and now, however, traveling to this shrine -- this is his own need. He had made a promise, to Wrathion and himself, that he would keep him safe. That he would not let him hurt anyone else. That he would not let him lose himself to the Beastmaster. Not like Wrathion's flight had lost themselves to the Old Gods.
That means that he needs these objects from the shrine. The real shrine. Whichever one that may be.
Anduin actually curses underneath his breath.]
Coercion. [Anduin reaches up to run his hands over his face.] You mean to say our need is not enough for them.
the shrine;
Here and now, however, traveling to this shrine -- this is his own need. He had made a promise, to Wrathion and himself, that he would keep him safe. That he would not let him hurt anyone else. That he would not let him lose himself to the Beastmaster. Not like Wrathion's flight had lost themselves to the Old Gods.
That means that he needs these objects from the shrine. The real shrine. Whichever one that may be.
Anduin actually curses underneath his breath.]
Coercion. [Anduin reaches up to run his hands over his face.] You mean to say our need is not enough for them.