"I... had some work to finish, but it seems this Christmas village is so entirely irresistible I am unable to return to it."
He really wishes he could, whatever this is -- whatever twisted game is being played Wrathion objects entirely. He has no time for it, no time to rest at all. Azeroth depends on him, and he isn't about to let people down again.
He'd also like to escape the ice skating. Apparently they're stuck having the conversation here, however, and he's far too proud to admit he doesn't think he can let go of the side without falling over.
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He hesitates, eyes flitting around uneasily.
"I... had some work to finish, but it seems this Christmas village is so entirely irresistible I am unable to return to it."
He really wishes he could, whatever this is -- whatever twisted game is being played Wrathion objects entirely. He has no time for it, no time to rest at all. Azeroth depends on him, and he isn't about to let people down again.
He'd also like to escape the ice skating. Apparently they're stuck having the conversation here, however, and he's far too proud to admit he doesn't think he can let go of the side without falling over.