Stubborn and persistent. Traits he no doubt passed down himself, but sometimes he couldn't deny they could be frustrating. Any counter-argument he might have made against Anduin choosing to not 'listen' was abruptly half-defeated before he could get it finished at the revelation that Graymane was well aware of the fact that Anduin was here with him.

It could very well be that things might not be as severe as suggested and yet he knew Khadgar did have a rather valid point and the archmage had never before steered him wrong when it came to a situation. He shouldn't have survived being left on the Broken Shore, especially not after the injuries he'd suffered. The memory of that pain hadn't left him. It had been enough to make him drop his swords and fall to his knees. How he hadn't bled out before he'd been found was impossible to explain and part of why he'd given Khadgar's words the merit he had.

He bunched the covers up in his hands as he silently debated the wisdom of letting his son having his way or sticking to his earlier refusal. The obvious attempt at bribery managed to pull a soft snort of amusement at out him and he gave his son a quietly amused glance before finally speaking.

"Very well--but not both of them. And if you sense anything unusual or strange while you are doing it...you are to immediately stop and leave. Do I make myself clear?"