Anduin glances back at Wrathion. At the hand on his arm, at the gentleness in his words. He offers his companion a soft smile in return, reaching up to place a hand over Wrathion's in return.

"Live every day with hope in your heart," Anduin replies, reciting the lessons of their teacher aloud. He squeezes Wrathion's hand, taking in a deep breath and letting it out before turning back toward the path in front of them. "I will admit that some days I do find it more difficult than others. But -- you are right. There is still hope. For the survivors, at the very least. And for the rest of this world outside of Serthica."

He cuts a glance back at Wrathion as they press on. "There may be a chance that we can reverse it for the others as well, but. Perhaps we should prepare the city for the possibility otherwise."