Anduin moves to set his own mug down, blinking slightly as Wrathion reaches for the laces on his clothing. It -- does make sense though. If they are to get comfortable, then they should be comfortable.

"I suppose that we should," he agrees, offering a smile and reaching for the fastenings on his own vest.

For better or worse, the clothing he wears for his own role is decidedly less complicated than Wrathion's, with fewer amounts of layers besides. A bounty hunter does not need to look nice. It is some of the most practical attire he has ever worn, in that regard.