Vas takes a swig from the waterskin, then offers it back to Amane. She can't be the only one here who was exhausted by the battle and, besides, it's just polite.

"Mhm. You know, when my people first came to Azeroth, we were grateful that the local wildlife wasn't incompatible with our needs. I'm too young to have run into it myself, but apparently there were a few worlds my people touched on that weren't all that good." She looks down for a moment as a grasshopper lands on her knee, and she shoos it away. "It's not Draenor, but it's a good world."