Wrathion turns to follow Anduin's line of sight, closing both hands around the mug as he considers the mechanical hound in the corner.
Ah.
"Did you have something in mind?"
It is Anduin's, after all. Wrathion himself refused a droid. He takes a sip of his tea, thoughtful. Considering how little Anduin appears to enjoy its company, he is surprised that it is coming along with them on the journey. Then again, perhaps given Anduin's inclination towards loyalty and duty he shouldn't be surprised. Even if the droid feels nothing, no doubt Anduin feels enough guilt for them both.
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Wrathion turns to follow Anduin's line of sight, closing both hands around the mug as he considers the mechanical hound in the corner.
Ah.
"Did you have something in mind?"
It is Anduin's, after all. Wrathion himself refused a droid. He takes a sip of his tea, thoughtful. Considering how little Anduin appears to enjoy its company, he is surprised that it is coming along with them on the journey. Then again, perhaps given Anduin's inclination towards loyalty and duty he shouldn't be surprised. Even if the droid feels nothing, no doubt Anduin feels enough guilt for them both.