Anduin reaches his own free hand up to gently card through Wrathion's hair, pushing a stray curl out of his face and tucking it behind his ear.

"You were there for me, when I needed you," Anduin points out. After the incident with the arrow and the ghosts, and then beyond that. The circumstances of Anduin's misfortunes and Wrathion's now are nowhere near the same, but the point still remains. He should not worry about Anduin, in this. This is exactly where he wants to be.

He allows himself to linger in the touch for a moment, as Wrathion leans into him. Cupping his fingers against the side of Wrathion's jaw and leaning forward to press their foreheads against one another.

"I am only sorry I could not be there with you, today," he says, after a long moment.