[ Wrathion's demeanor feels off somehow. Anduin can't quite put a finger on it, and if it's another ruse for sympathy he can't be sure. But before he can dwell on the matter further, he realizes they are no longer alone.
Curiosity and a sliver of something approaching delight softens the edges of his face as he sees the dog approach, clearly familiar with the dragon and bearing his craftsmanship. Slowly, so as not to yank Wrathion thanks to their wrists still being bound, he kneels down to examine the automaton. ]
Hello there. Are you here to help?
[ It certainly gives that impression. While not acting particularly dog-like, it's less hostile than just about everything else he's found here. ]
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Curiosity and a sliver of something approaching delight softens the edges of his face as he sees the dog approach, clearly familiar with the dragon and bearing his craftsmanship. Slowly, so as not to yank Wrathion thanks to their wrists still being bound, he kneels down to examine the automaton. ]
Hello there. Are you here to help?
[ It certainly gives that impression. While not acting particularly dog-like, it's less hostile than just about everything else he's found here. ]