"A ring on a chain is a pendant," Wrathion points out wryly, but he drops his eyes back to the gemstones -- picking through them thoughtfully and examining the choices.

"Wrist could work, I could make something you could hide underneath your sleeves. Inconspicuous. The clasp will have to be secure so you don't lose it, of course."

He picks up one of the blue gems, glancing between it and Anduin thoughtfully. Anduin's eyes are a pale blue, unlike the vivid colour of his Alliance banners. Not that anyone but the two of them will be examining it, but it is a consideration.