Anduin breathes out a heavy sigh, raising his hands to run them over his face as he does.

"You arrived... Recently?" he asks. He remembers meeting her at the inn, at the wells, but he can't place whether he'd seen her before that, in Serthica. Granted, he'd been... Preoccupied, there, and he hadn't seen a good half of their number with the way they'd been split between the two halves of the city, so he supposes it isn't exactly a fair read.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to -- it's just that everywhere the Merchant takes us, trouble always seems to find us."