He glances around hesitantly again, but there's nobody to see them. Nobody to notice their casual intimacy. Wrathion tightens his arm a little around Anduin, letting out a slow breath as he absorbs the contact.

"I do understand I haven't been the best company."

Anduin is flattering him by saying otherwise. He's not so delusional he thinks he's been a delight to be with through all this. Hopefully the worst of it is behind them, but Wrathion has no idea where the Merchant plans to take them next. It could be back to Serthica for all he knows.