[ Lasulahn isn't sure what to make of the idea of a world other than this, and the Fade, but he cannot deny that he saw Wrathion turn from a dragon into a man, and that is either a very good illusion, or a skill that could serve their cause, regardless of his tale.

He was perhaps taking a risk, and he has no doubt that his companions will tell him as much, but for all that the humans of the world have done his people wrong time and again, Lasulahn is (very cautiously) optimistic about individuals. At least, he is so enough to give them a chance. That is all he can ask for in return, being put in this position. ]

Wrathion, then. And please, Lasulahn is fine. [ It's a small, vain hope- few actually call him by his name. He supposes he dislikes 'Inquisitor' less than 'Herald', though.

He gives the other a quizzical look. ] Well, yes, but sleeping on a stone floor can hardly be comfortable. And are you not hungry?