Anduin frowns, unhappy with the fact that he has unwittingly endangered Wrathion simply through their association. The alternative, of course, is not associating with each other at all, and he isn't much keen on that idea either.

He supposes they're just going to have to be as careful as they can, and look out for one another.

"No, I don't suppose that he would be," Anduin agrees. He considers this for a moment.

"He will know that I am a healer. I have not been secretive about my abilities. And," he glances aside at Wrathion, "he will likely have seen our rescue of those people out on the water." And how desperately Anduin had worked to try and save them.