For a moment Wrathion just... breathes, fingers twitching, then he turns back to Anduin -- lifts his chin and tries to... gather himself. There's a subtle tension to him, an unease he cannot quite bury.

"We've seen plenty of it before, and seen... creatures infused by it, but that little display was certainly... new."

The smile he twitches isn't quite genuine.

"I'm sure you'll you a thorough job of communicating our findings, but do let me know if you have any questions."