This -- does feel a bit strange to be doing considering their present circumstances, but Anduin is willing to give it a try if it will make Hermione feel more at ease. He nods slightly, indicating his willingness to play and his vague recollection of the group playing something like this at some point or another.

(Anduin himself had not played. It's hard to join into group activities, hard to be a normal person when he's never really learned how.)

"Alright," he says. "Well..."

He contemplates this, for a long moment. What hasn't he told her, about himself? About his life, back at home. At least, he thinks to himself, she knows. About him. About who, and what he is. It does make thinking of things a bit easier.

"My father once became two people," he begins. That's one. "I was once held hostage by the orcs." That's two. "The biggest threat I face back home right now is an enemy known as The Banshee Queen. ...she calls me her Little Lion." Three. He turns to her, raising an eyebrow as if to say, well?