Anduin's expression remains soft, and he wishes suddenly that he were not quite so naked so that he might be able to be a bit more... Supportive? Than he feels he is able to be at present.

"I did," he says. "I -- did not wish to lie to him. So when he asked, I told him the truth. As much as I felt I could."

He wonders whether it's crossing some unwritten rule to admit that he recognizes she is asking for herself, and decides he's going to do so anyway.

"How much time is missing?" he asks, gently.