[Anduin posed his hand on his chin as if in thought, regarding the dismal accommodations he was settled in behind him for a moment and then adjusting. The room was pretty plain, all things considered.]

Well...Would you like to be? I mean, certainly...I can appoint your family as nobles in Stormwind, in exchange for your help. Of course, it may not translate well to another world, but. If you came to Azeroth...

[He said, after a moment, then brushing a hand self-consciously down the marking on his throat.]

I see. Well, that is comforting. I am a priest versed in the Light, where I come from. So...If you are hurt, or sick, I can help you.