The snap at his shirt does startle Anduin, but he swallows down the nerves once he realises what he's doing.

"Will you be able to walk? Can you change?"

Surely it's easier to go through in his visage, after all? If he's going to, Anduin can help steady him if his leg is a problem, and they can go through together? His expression pulls into a stubborn frown, studying Wrathion as if he might be hiding any number of hidden injuries.

"I'm not leaving you."

This had better not be some ploy to get Anduin to go through, so that Wrathion can do something foolish on his own.

"You said you wouldn't leave me."

So, together -- yes?