[Wrathion is usually quite meticulous about his steps, but he's distracted by this library. It's an ordinary place, to be sure, but he doesn't recognize any of the books. He knows that should be par for the course; this isn't Azeroth, after all, but even so--the collection looks strangely disparate. As in, many items don't even look native to this place, either.
He's searching for something he might recognize when he trips over the guy on the floor.]
Oh--
[Wrathion rights himself; subdues the flash of anger he feels at someone being in his way. Somewhat curtly:]
no subject
He's searching for something he might recognize when he trips over the guy on the floor.]
Oh--
[Wrathion rights himself; subdues the flash of anger he feels at someone being in his way. Somewhat curtly:]
My apologies.