Ah! Anduin smiles in response, letting his hands drop away and kneeling back.
"Then you should be good. Try not to get hurt again, if you can help it."
He pushes back to his feet, offers Amos a hand to help him up.
"My name is Anduin. I live in Cassandra, if you find yourself in need again. Near Disciple's Defense, if you're familiar with it."
That seemed to be the easiest landmark, so far as he can tell, and thus the easiest thing to direct people to. He could always walk out to meet people, after all.
Hell, he doesn't really know where much is outside of that place. So, the names blur together and he mostly finds things by chance. He stretches, feeling his side and marveling at how well that worked.
"I was in Deerington for a long goddamn time. Close to a year. Maybe over it. And then I went back home for a little while and I thought that was permanent but now I'm here."
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"Then you should be good. Try not to get hurt again, if you can help it."
He pushes back to his feet, offers Amos a hand to help him up.
"My name is Anduin. I live in Cassandra, if you find yourself in need again. Near Disciple's Defense, if you're familiar with it."
That seemed to be the easiest landmark, so far as he can tell, and thus the easiest thing to direct people to. He could always walk out to meet people, after all.
"Are you --"
He hesitates, seems to reconsider.
"Have you lived here long?"
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Hell, he doesn't really know where much is outside of that place. So, the names blur together and he mostly finds things by chance. He stretches, feeling his side and marveling at how well that worked.
"I was in Deerington for a long goddamn time. Close to a year. Maybe over it. And then I went back home for a little while and I thought that was permanent but now I'm here."
So, big fuck you to him, he thinks.