"I have, yes," he replies. The bundles of cloth Wrathion had received in Serthica and then those scissors that are honestly a weapon in and of themselves. Tailoring supplies... Anduin is aware of this being a talent of Wrathion's. Although the idea of Wrathion making something for him, dressing him.
His face colors slightly. It's not an unpleasant thought. He certainly doesn't mind wearing Wrathion's wrist cuff, made especially for him, and that was for practical purposes.
"I'd like that," he says, softly. Wishing he had more to offer himself, in return. "Did you... Have something in mind?"
no subject
"I have, yes," he replies. The bundles of cloth Wrathion had received in Serthica and then those scissors that are honestly a weapon in and of themselves. Tailoring supplies... Anduin is aware of this being a talent of Wrathion's. Although the idea of Wrathion making something for him, dressing him.
His face colors slightly. It's not an unpleasant thought. He certainly doesn't mind wearing Wrathion's wrist cuff, made especially for him, and that was for practical purposes.
"I'd like that," he says, softly. Wishing he had more to offer himself, in return. "Did you... Have something in mind?"