Anduin hums in agreement with the thought, the mention of it making him feel a bit hungry himself.

"Yes," he says, giving the chocolate one last poke before taking it off the heat. "As well as Chun Tian Spring Rolls, and Seamist rice noodles. And... lotus buns."

The last said with a particular reverence. Although it should be no surprise. Wrathion should know of Anduin's affinity for lotus buns. And -- most Pandaran cuisine, for that matter. He had been injured, when they had first met, but it had certainly not affected his appetite.

"One day," Anduin promises, as he tips the milk into the chocolate and then begins to stir, "I will make these things for you."