Anduin is not himself, not entirely aware of his surroundings (save for the strange voices echoing in his head), and therefore not prepared at all for Alison to come hurtling toward him. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly finds himself on his back on the floor of the deck, his breath knocked from his chest and his head suddenly cleared of -- whatever in the name of the Light that had been.
He blinks up at her, confusion in his wide, bright eyes where there had only been a fog moments earlier.
"Alison...?" he asks, uncertainly, then startles at the sounds of hissing and animal cries of rage, coming from just beyond the rails.
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He blinks up at her, confusion in his wide, bright eyes where there had only been a fog moments earlier.
"Alison...?" he asks, uncertainly, then startles at the sounds of hissing and animal cries of rage, coming from just beyond the rails.