They both stand studying each other's expressions for a moment before Anduin makes the first move to break the silence. This had been his idea, after all. The lot of it had been.
"So much has happened, recently," Anduin says, at last. "You were forced out of the village, on the run from the Beastmaster. I met with you, when I could, and I -- did try my best to see that you were protected from his influences. But then what with the troubles in the village, the drought, the volcano's eruption, and the tributes they sought to sacrifice..."
He takes a tentative step back toward Wrathion, searching his face as he continues.
"I know that he is dead now. But..." Anduin frowns, realizing perhaps exactly what it is that's troubling him about all of this. "I should have been there with you. During that final battle. I made you a promise, and I -- should have seen it through."
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"So much has happened, recently," Anduin says, at last. "You were forced out of the village, on the run from the Beastmaster. I met with you, when I could, and I -- did try my best to see that you were protected from his influences. But then what with the troubles in the village, the drought, the volcano's eruption, and the tributes they sought to sacrifice..."
He takes a tentative step back toward Wrathion, searching his face as he continues.
"I know that he is dead now. But..." Anduin frowns, realizing perhaps exactly what it is that's troubling him about all of this. "I should have been there with you. During that final battle. I made you a promise, and I -- should have seen it through."