Anduin's fingers dig into Wrathion's arm, and in response he grips the man tighter -- studying his face intently.

"They will not take you again," he assures him, "I will see them burn first."

Even if burning right now is limited to matches -- it's no matter. Wrathion believes in the sentiment strongly enough to make it happen. He would find a way. Straightening slowly he makes sure Anduin is steady on his feet, able to keep them under him as he gives the man another once over.

"I'm afraid that will have to wait," he admits finally, "Anduin, we must get you to safety while we still can."

There is, after all, a chance their captors may return -- that they both then might be in cages.