Anduin turns to smile at Wrathion's frowning squint. This had been something of a sell on Anduin's part, getting Wrathion to come with him off the boat and on this treasure hunting excursion in the first place. If Anduin's being honest with himself, however, this isn't really about the treasure hunt at all.

It has been a decent amount of time now, since Wrathion had been forced to hide out in those caves. Since they were afforded the privacy of those caves. Since then, everything had come to a head with the volcano, and the village, and the cleanup, and then there hadn't been time for -- well. The pair of them. Even now, here on the boat and on their journey onward, they've hardly been afforded a moment's privacy to themselves. Anduin doesn't particularly know what he'd care to do with one when he finds it, but he will cross that bridge when he gets there.

"Explorers are finding hidden treasure on Azeroth every day. Who's to say that there isn't anything of interest on this island? We certainly won't know until we take a look around," he suggests, warmly. Anduin's borrowed pirate's coat whips around him in the wind, and he raises a hand to tuck a stray strand of hair back behind his ear that has managed to escape his own hair tie.