[Anduin plays his fingers along the mug of tea in his hands, holding it as much for something to do with his hands as for the relief it gives the ache in them.]
It's alright, Hermione. He isn't human, I don't think that he'd really mind. Dragons are... Well.
[He quirks his lips slightly as he tries to think of how best to describe it.]
They like to think very highly of themselves. I think it has something to do with their immortality, even if they aren't strictly immortal anymore. They still live very, very long lives as I understand it, and what with, you know. Their size and their strength and their powers in their natural forms. It's difficult to stand up to all of that, as a mere human.
[He sobers slightly.]
But... There is mistrust as well. Between human and dragonkind. Especially Wrathion's line. I don't suppose you can blame him for wanting to guard himself, given how vulnerable we all are here in this new world.
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[Anduin plays his fingers along the mug of tea in his hands, holding it as much for something to do with his hands as for the relief it gives the ache in them.]
It's alright, Hermione. He isn't human, I don't think that he'd really mind. Dragons are... Well.
[He quirks his lips slightly as he tries to think of how best to describe it.]
They like to think very highly of themselves. I think it has something to do with their immortality, even if they aren't strictly immortal anymore. They still live very, very long lives as I understand it, and what with, you know. Their size and their strength and their powers in their natural forms. It's difficult to stand up to all of that, as a mere human.
[He sobers slightly.]
But... There is mistrust as well. Between human and dragonkind. Especially Wrathion's line. I don't suppose you can blame him for wanting to guard himself, given how vulnerable we all are here in this new world.