[ If Wrathion thinks any part of why they wound up in the bedroom in the first place doesn't have to do with that conversation, he really is a fool. Though he'd be willing to forgive him that.
He's...willing to forgive quite a few things, at this juncture. Though it might not be the best time to discuss it.
Instead he pads quietly towards the kitchen -- still sans pants -- to deliver the cups into the sink for later cleaning. This, before turning to watch Wrathion gather up the pieces with a quiet smile perched on his lips. ]
[Just because there is a clear link between the two occurrences doesn't mean that he has to be mature in acknowledging it. Or hoping that they just never talk about it again.
Yeah. That.]
I am sure you will find a way to fit me into your busy schedule.
[A subtle, playful dig at his inability to remain idle. Wrathion heads for the door to see himself out, reaching to pinch Anduin's exposed rear as he goes.]
[Said with a dismissive air. As his hand is slapped away, he shakes it out dramatically and offers him a low bow of faux-pology as he backs out of the door.]
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He's...willing to forgive quite a few things, at this juncture. Though it might not be the best time to discuss it.
Instead he pads quietly towards the kitchen -- still sans pants -- to deliver the cups into the sink for later cleaning. This, before turning to watch Wrathion gather up the pieces with a quiet smile perched on his lips. ]
Perhaps next week. Should we find the time.
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Yeah. That.]
I am sure you will find a way to fit me into your busy schedule.
[A subtle, playful dig at his inability to remain idle. Wrathion heads for the door to see himself out, reaching to pinch Anduin's exposed rear as he goes.]
Until then, your highness.
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Anduin let out a soft yelp at the pinch, before turning to glare at the dragon and swatting lightly at his hand in retribution. ]
'Majesty'. Your highness.
[ Though he does still fondly remember when they were both princes. Far, far from where and when they are now. ]
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[Said with a dismissive air. As his hand is slapped away, he shakes it out dramatically and offers him a low bow of faux-pology as he backs out of the door.]
Enjoy your evening.