He waited for Tassadar to join him, noting that brief moment where he seemed to be trying to shake something off. They'd had their fair share of high emotions and dramatic revelations during their time together, and part of him wished that would stop. They could only suffer so much, after all.

Zeratul nodded in return, also giving the templar a courteous bow. He fell into step alongside his friend, and they started the relatively short walk back to the park. Any other time he would let them fall into silence, but here he was unable to do that. He could speak with Tassadar again, and he wasn't giving that up any time soon.

"Aside from some disagreeable weather, this city seems habitable enough," he mused, looking up towards the upper windows of the surrounding buildings.