If he's... alright? Wrathion's furrows as he processes that question.
"I suffered no permanent damage," he allows. Anduin, he suspects, is not actually asking if he needs healing -- yet all the same he cannot quite articulate how he feels. He should be relieved, and he is in a manner of speaking -- yet he's also uneasy. A discomfort that crawls over his skin restlessly, whispers to him when he tries to rest.
He doesn't know the name of this feeling, but he does know that he is still on edge. Perhaps it is simply that he hasn't had time enough to recover? Perhaps a decent period of relaxation would help, but it seems unlikely they will get that.
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"I suffered no permanent damage," he allows. Anduin, he suspects, is not actually asking if he needs healing -- yet all the same he cannot quite articulate how he feels. He should be relieved, and he is in a manner of speaking -- yet he's also uneasy. A discomfort that crawls over his skin restlessly, whispers to him when he tries to rest.
He doesn't know the name of this feeling, but he does know that he is still on edge. Perhaps it is simply that he hasn't had time enough to recover? Perhaps a decent period of relaxation would help, but it seems unlikely they will get that.